Clumsy and forgetful, a winning combination
As it turns out, not only am I clumsy, I am also forgetful and bad at reading things like recipes, but lets gloss over that for now. I unwittingly left two chicken breasts in the oven for about 47 mins at 200 degrees centigrade. Remember boys and girls don’t try and write a blog entry when you’re meant to be keeping an eye on the dinner! So the result was that the flesh is as dry as the Sahara but the upside is that the skin is lovely and crispy (shame we’re not using the skin in the pilaff it’s going into). As for the Delia dish , it was actually quite nice, so I don’t screw things up that often. The aforementioned pilaff is tonight’s speciality, which is quite simple, tasty and conforms to some of the rules of the accursed Weightwatchers. I am quite proud of the fact that my own flat leaf parsley will be added to the finished dish, a plant that a mentally challenged, physically handicapped chimp could grow if he was blind folded, but I’m proud none the less, as my fingers are distinctly ungreen, but turning a sort of shade of lime as I continue to learn. Hopefully some purple sprouting broccoli should be sprouting in my direction come the start of next year, so I will keep you posted.
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