A toad in the hole...........almost!

Picture of the Day
08.10.07
"The Scream"

I was walking along a path with two friends—
the sun was setting—suddenly the sky turned blood red—I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence—there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city—my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety—and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.

—Edvard Munch

I know the feeling!

Last night for dinner Jon had the left over lamb from Saturday.
I made some Yorkshire puddings.
Being the frugal gal I made up the mixture and cooked several small Yorkshires.
I served Jon with one, the remaining 5 I froze.

I then mentioned that I would indeed be making my own Yorkshire puddings for Christmas Day. It seems to be popular to buy the frozen gross packets...I am making a stand!

Jon then starts to talk about the larger type Yorkshire puddings.

"What do you mean?" I enquired.

"Well can't you make a really big Yorkshire pudding?"

(The type I tend to cook are 4 at a time.....if you know what I mean, about 10cm diameter, 4 to a tin!)

"Well yes, of course I could!" was my reply!

"I really like those" Jon spouted.

"Do you want me to do Toad in the Hole tomorrow night, with mince gravy and vegetables?" I asked, fool that I am!

"Great!" reply from smiling Jon!

Now if you cast your mind back to my frugal cooking concept, you will know i had indeed planned this 'meal' but for Tuesday not today, Monday.
But not to worry, I could swap the days over.

On my visit to the tip, via allotment shop for eggs and potatoes, I called at the shop and butchers.

Purchase gorgeous pork sausages for Toad in the Hole.

At roughly 4.45pm Jon comes home from workshop.

On the table was a bag of teacakes.

"Toasted Teacake?" he enquires!

"OK"

Of up the lane he goes with Elsie for a few minutes walkies.

I deal with teacake.

Jon returns eats teacake.

I then realise I have no flour.

Decide to take Wilma and walk the 2.5 miles to shop.

Agree with Jon that he would pick me up at end of walk.

I would call him from my mobile.

Agreed.

Wilma and I set off.................walk up the same lane as Friday!

At last minute Wilma loses ball!

(How is the pet shop owner's holiday fund I ask? well it will be better by the morning!)

We reach the shop.

I call Jon.

My battery is low....infact........kaput! Battery is dead.

We cross road to public phone box.

I somehow manage to get Wilma, with mental health issues into the phone box.

"Credit cards only!"

So, as I was not expecting to make a credit card transaction for a bag of flour I find myself unprepared....so we have to walk another mile for next phone box.

Minimum 40p!

I call, he arrives, we drive home.

"That teacake was quite filling!"

"Oh!" I mutter through my clenched teeth!

"I'll just have mince and veg for dinner dear!"

So I didn't have to cook the toad in the hole.....like I didn't have to go to the shop for the flour!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

If you bump into Jon, please don't stare at the scar at the back of his head!
It was caused by a flying bag of plain flour....you know the type, yes, that's right, the one that is used to make Toad in the Hole!