I've had a few requests for some great recipes ! In other words, what you would really love her in doors to cook up for you when you get back from a long day at the office, building site, up a crane, or from behind the wheel etc ! You will no doubt be familiar with the feeling in the pit of your stomach when you step across the threshold after a long day spent bringing home the bacon.
Its as if the simple act of opening the door, feeling the warmth of your humble abode with its familiar smells, causes a shut down of the adrenal glands. Before you know it all your senses remind you that you skipped breakfast again, drank nothing but coffee all day, and unfortunately you don't remember having lunch.
By now if there was a dead horse in the hallway you would nimbly step over it or swerve to avoid its bulky corpse in order to get to the fridge as fast a possible. Unfortunately for you the really lovely smelly cheese you bought from Waitrose at the weekend because the nicely turned out young assistant let you try some is still there resplendent in all its molding finery. There is simply nothing better to get the taste buds going.
As a manservant of the modern world you are not very communicative until you have slated your thirst and satisfied your now emergency level craving for sustenance. The fact is its going to be quite difficult to talk about anything let alone those curtains again So I should be able to offer up some advice to halt this downward spiral before you finish the grey goats cheese from France and start tucking into the left over pear tart from Friday night's dinner party. It really is quite simple. The solution is take back ownership of what's really yours - thats right the kitchen dear boy. Admit it its yours for the taking and unless you start to believe what Jamie Oliverkeeps telling you you will never find a resolution to the problem of 'Where's ma tea'....