So during my first few shifts at the restaurant I have started working in we had a lot of people coming in to eat all on their lonesome.
We got to talking about how depressing it must be eating in such fancy place alone with no one to talk to.
Now when my parents headed off for a week long stint in Paignton today, I was left with a big hole in my day where the traditional weekly roast was usually.
Although it wasn't eating out alone I decided that family or no family, Sunday roast would still take place and I would simply cook one up just for myself; this way I could I could sort of see how those loners felt.
I used up the last of my veg from the community gardens and set a place at the table for one. Although the lack of conservation was a little odd it was still a splendid occasion and the fact that I could lick the plate clean afterward made the meal even better than usual.
Tuesday, 16 February 2010
Sunday, 14 February 2010
EXPERIENCE #19: BECOMING A PRISONER PEN PAL
Today I signed up to become a prisoner pen pal.
I'm not entirely sure why I decided to do it but the the site was bookmarked on my computer and so I presumed that it was one of the many things that I have always meant to do but never got round to doing.
Thinking about it I quite like the idea actually, I enjoy writing to people and who could be more interesting than someone who has done something terrible enough to land them behind bars.
I'm not entirely sure why I decided to do it but the the site was bookmarked on my computer and so I presumed that it was one of the many things that I have always meant to do but never got round to doing.
Thinking about it I quite like the idea actually, I enjoy writing to people and who could be more interesting than someone who has done something terrible enough to land them behind bars.
EXPERIENCE #17: EATING A BIG SLICE OF BAKED ALASKA
Now the reason as to why I have never tried baked alaska before I do not know, however I was offered a slice this evening at work and I do believe that it could be the greatest dessert ever!
For those that don’t know, baked alaska is basically meringue, ice cream and spongy goodness all cleverly put together.
The sponge acts as the base, next comes the ice cream that is somehow insulated by the meringue (who the heck came to realize this I do not know) and this stops it from melting when it’s being baked!
I ate it whilst setting up the restaurant for breakfast so every time I came back for a bite it had melted a little more and turned the meringue into a delightful gooey mess.
For those that don’t know, baked alaska is basically meringue, ice cream and spongy goodness all cleverly put together.
The sponge acts as the base, next comes the ice cream that is somehow insulated by the meringue (who the heck came to realize this I do not know) and this stops it from melting when it’s being baked!
I ate it whilst setting up the restaurant for breakfast so every time I came back for a bite it had melted a little more and turned the meringue into a delightful gooey mess.
Wednesday, 10 February 2010
EXPERIENCE #16: COOKING SAUSAGE CASSEROLE FOR FIFTY-ONE KIDS
Today I started my brand spanking new job as a cook in a nursery school.
My task today was to whip up a sausage casserole for fifty-one little cherubs. I sort of figured that being as they are very little people, put all together they made about one or two normal sized people and so it would be pretty easy going.
What I wasn't aware of was how much kids apparently eat these days! They quite literally polished off two huge pots of the stuff and whatever was left they mixed in with their ice cream pudding and ate up too.
I suppose I felt proud that they liked the stuff but I must admit I am a little daunted at the thought of going back tomorrow when I will be making lasagne and a victoria sponge...eek!
My task today was to whip up a sausage casserole for fifty-one little cherubs. I sort of figured that being as they are very little people, put all together they made about one or two normal sized people and so it would be pretty easy going.
What I wasn't aware of was how much kids apparently eat these days! They quite literally polished off two huge pots of the stuff and whatever was left they mixed in with their ice cream pudding and ate up too.
I suppose I felt proud that they liked the stuff but I must admit I am a little daunted at the thought of going back tomorrow when I will be making lasagne and a victoria sponge...eek!
EXPERIENCE #15: STARTING A NEW STUDY COURSE
For my twenty-first birthday, my mother bought me £170 worth of Open University gift vouchers to spend on a course of my choice.
They have literally been sat on my desk collecting dust for the past two years and so I finally decided to sit down have a look at courses to register for.
I decided to on a short course in ocean studies, considering my plans to do research on humpbacks this summer I thought it was rather appropriate course to choose.
They have literally been sat on my desk collecting dust for the past two years and so I finally decided to sit down have a look at courses to register for.
I decided to on a short course in ocean studies, considering my plans to do research on humpbacks this summer I thought it was rather appropriate course to choose.
Tuesday, 9 February 2010
EXPERIENCE #14: OFFICIALLY HAVING BRUNCH FOR THE FIRST TIME
I have never been too sure as to whether waking up late and having my cereal at a later than usual time of eleven counts as brunch.
Regardless, I have always wanted to be able to say to someone "lets do brunch tomorrow" and so I did.
My friend Sam and I had ice cream and pancakes, pastries, grapefruit and hot choc in a bowl (I'm so freaking cultured!).
It was actually lovely and I think I sort of got to understand the joy of brunching.
The meal wasn't entirely a breakfasty feast or a lunchtime affair; it was sort of in between.
It sort of felt like I was doing something a bit naughty, that whilst everyone else had woken early and scoffed down soggy rice krispies, we were enjoying pancakes gone eleven at a nice leisurely pace.
Regardless, I have always wanted to be able to say to someone "lets do brunch tomorrow" and so I did.
My friend Sam and I had ice cream and pancakes, pastries, grapefruit and hot choc in a bowl (I'm so freaking cultured!).
It was actually lovely and I think I sort of got to understand the joy of brunching.
The meal wasn't entirely a breakfasty feast or a lunchtime affair; it was sort of in between.
It sort of felt like I was doing something a bit naughty, that whilst everyone else had woken early and scoffed down soggy rice krispies, we were enjoying pancakes gone eleven at a nice leisurely pace.
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