mockduck has been raving for several weeks about blueberry pancakes, so I decided to give them a go. The recipe worked just as well as promised, and there was enough batter for Saturday, Sunday and Monday breakfasts.
I also dared to make the intriguing blueberry risotto from my big Italian cookbook. I wish I'd photographed it; it was purple. And tasty.
(Blueberries, by the way, are currently 79p a punnet in Lidl.)
Another experiment was the Little Raspberry Soufflés from Nigel Slater's Real Fast Puddings. I had enough raspberries for two; my first attempt stayed in the oven too long and collapsed while I was still waiting for it to go 'puffy and a little cracked' as per instructions, the second was perfect. Looks aside, they were both adequately edible once they'd cooled down enough.
Other yummy things I made included a potato salad and a pizza with olives, jalapenos, Mattessons sausage and yellow peppers (check out the opening movie on the Mattessons website - phallic, much?).
I worry, sometimes, about my disproportionate interest in and enjoyment of food, and whether it's compensating for some lack elsewhere in my life. But then I think: No! My life is full! I just really really like food!