Tag Archives: Baked potato
“The Spud” with Joan Collins..
Inside the bubble that is my today, all is peace and tranquility. Outside this bubble, even through the muffling effects of both choice and double glazing, farm machines are ceaselessly thrumming. Those outside of my bubble are marching to the … Continue reading
Posted in Bad Habits, Caviar, Cooking, Cream, creme fraiche, Digital photography, Excellence, Humour, lumpfish eggs, Photography, potato, Recipes, Uncategorized, Vegetables, Weather, Writing
Tagged Baked potato, caviare, cream, creme fraiche, Henry David Thoreau, Joan Collins, Mother Nature, Prima Donna, The Stud, Walden
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A Hot potato….
“The question is that…” So often the debate concerning the composition of the evening meal, even when that meal is going to be shared by two people who have shared evening meals together for many years, can be fraught with … Continue reading
Posted in 2013, baking, Cooking, Digital photography, Emotion, Excellence, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, harmony, Humour, Photography, Uncategorized, Writing
Tagged Baked potato, butlers, clear thinking, digital photography, dinner suit, Fancy dress, Humour, Noblesse oblige, patent leather shoes, stately pile, strait jackets, writing
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