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Freezer Clearout!

I’ve finally decided to clean out and defrost the freezer. It’s something that I do once a year. Thus, I have been eating all the things I’ve squirreled away there (finding some suprises along the way – ice cream… yum, yum).

Now, all that is left are five large packets of sliced pork belly – the question is, what to do with them?

Father brought over a copy a copy of Charcuterie and French Pork Cookery by Jane Grigson when he came over last week. A quick scan through only shows appropriate recipies for Rilletts which is not really what I am after, so I am going to have to go it on my own.


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Pigeon Pie!

Michelle, the landlady of my local bar, gave me a brace of pigeons last Monday. She then spent 10 minutes explaining how to cook them. Then the rest of the customers joined in. At that point I had about a dozen ways of cooking my 2 pigeons.

The next day, at work, I asked Denis (who is constantly trying to teach me French – not the language, you understand, but how to be French – far more important!) as he started to explain, some of my other colleagues joined in. Now I have about 40 methods for cooking my 2 pigeons.


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Freezer clearance

I’ve been trying to clear out the freezer so that I can give it a good clean out. I am down to 5 packets of sliced pork belly. I’ll be looking at the recipe books (particularly Charcuterie and French Pork Cookery by Jane Grigson that Father bought over last week) and then cooking the lot in one go (for freezing)

I shall then be filling the freezer with whatever is on offer at work. Ooh, I think I’ve got a pig cutting, chopping and slicing evening coming up!

All the best

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Slow Cooking

When I came over in January, Father gave me his old slow cooker (having ugraded, himself, to a larger one). I wasn’t sure if I would use it and was tempted to ‘accidently’ leave it behind. I didn’t and now find that I’m using it about one a week.

Father’s old slow cooker got put on the top shelf where I expected it to stay for rather a long time. And, perhaps it would have stayed there if, that is, I hadn’t had a disaster. Yup, you guessed it, it was a Sunday lunchtime and the gas ran out.


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French Kitchen Garden

My kitchen garden consists of about a dozen plant pots (some big, some little) containing the following… Tomatoes (3 different types), peppers (both chilli and caspuscin), Basil, Rosemary & Thyme. To liven the place up there are also some fuschias, marigolds and heather. Round the side of the house, there is a small patch of garden where I have 3 rose bushes and more tomato plants and, of course, my courgettes. All my friends at work have kitchen gardens – even those who admit to not having mains verts. I think that it is part of being French.


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The Kitchen Page – an Introduction

“More of an ideas page rather than a recipe list.

The recipes are definitely not a three grams of this and half an ounce of that type recipes, anyway.

In fact, you’ll only get the vaguest outlines here.

After all, the stuff I buy in my local market is probably different to the stuff you buy in yours.

Take everything that I say here with a pinch of salt (or pepper, whatever).

If I suggest using a kilo of Ceps – that’s because I’ve picked them myself – for me, they’re free.

I hate to think how much a kilo of Ceps would cost in the UK.

Be flexible, use something else, instead….”

Reading back through what I’ve written reminds me that there have been some really great food writers.

Writers who have transcended their subject; geniuses who can fill our stomachs with mere words, carefully prepared & beautifully presented.

People like Elizabeth David, George Lassalle, Alice B. Toklas (well, I like her writing) and, perhaps the best of the lot, Nigel Slater.

Reading back through what I’ve written reminds me not to give up the day job!.

This is stuff I learned the hard (or easy) way.

Much of it has come from friends, neighbours and the people who have stalls in the Saturday morning market.

All the best

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