tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644161861541388781.post8714694600711515439..comments2023-10-22T16:41:05.861+01:00Comments on Lizzie Koch Author : Cooking up a StormAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09547723072723614894noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644161861541388781.post-58152925081684376592012-04-20T18:58:31.629+01:002012-04-20T18:58:31.629+01:00Oh my I do not have to worry about what to cook it...Oh my I do not have to worry about what to cook its trying to not do anything to fancy otherwise you have to pay for it in the washing up department. I know I have a dishwasher but it is not big enough by far! Today I can feel your pain though as I have been cooking at school all morning and have a bad case of cba and my husband has just popped his head in the door and said those infamous works "what's for dinner" with my son angling for a take away and me thinking thats not very slimming! When I said do him I dont know cba he promptly went out shooting in the garden with said son, squirrel pie it is then, where is Hugh when you need him to help me put together a slug starter or mole medley, maybe a rabbit sorbet to cleanse the pallet! If we are thinking about Tudor times here maybe that jonathon rhys myers might pop in and sod the dinner!clarehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09269342486113922039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644161861541388781.post-25228739319237016832012-04-04T21:12:31.052+01:002012-04-04T21:12:31.052+01:00It's sooo hard having to choose! But I must ad...It's sooo hard having to choose! But I must admit, I don't have to cook all the time as Hubby does enjoy it when he's here. . . it's just when he's not! Thank you for taking the time to read and comment. xxxxAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09547723072723614894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644161861541388781.post-55797437505280334332012-04-04T14:35:07.784+01:002012-04-04T14:35:07.784+01:00Ha ha, I feel your pain! I'm 'okay' at...Ha ha, I feel your pain! I'm 'okay' at cooking, but you what I hate most? Having to choose what to cook...all the time. I hate those words "What's for dinner?" especially when I haven't decided! AND...that moment when you've finally decided and are half way through cooking and hubby arrives home, and aims a look of distaste at the hob and boiling pans...and all you want to do is throw the half cooked meal at him!<br />Thankfully he's appreciative of what I prepare most of the time...but I still wish it wasn't me who has to do it day in day out!Lisa Shambrookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12767127776898278402noreply@blogger.com