One thing that is far from perfect has been my experimentation with sourdough bread. My bug seems to be fermenting away nicely, smelling suitably sour and producing bubbles, but the bread that results resolutely fails to rise and would double well as wall putty or doorstop. I'll keep persevering, but with the price of flour going up may lose interest if yummy bread fails to materialise.
Yesterday evening we boiled a chicken and it was great. I was happy to see that none of the MFM felt pressured to prove their masculinity by smothering their meals in our home-made chilli sauce - it tastes great but kicks like a herd (??) of mules. A huddle of mules? A muddle of mules?
Monday's class was a very select group - more like an evening with a private chef, but the two attendee manfoodies were very happy. I have been reassured that next Monday will be more of a group effort!
See you all soon xxx
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