Tag Archives: food
Cooking with Mummy W part 2
My mum make the best lasagne. I mean The. Best. Capital letters and everything. So it was second on the list of things she taught me when I was living there. It was second mostly because of the cheese sauce. … Continue reading
Pog Berry returns
OK, it’s getting slightly out of hand now. I’ve moved on from toast in a big way and made another two meals. One involved cheese sauce. And I mean real cheese sauce that involves flour and whisking and things – not … Continue reading
I made food!
Tonight I made something that wasn’t toast! I roasted tomatoes – from my garden, with feta and rosemary – from my garden (not the feta, obviously) and had that with lettuce – from my garden and a jacket potato: It … Continue reading
Hippie Pog?
I don’t know quite when it happened, or why it happened, but according to someone at work*, I have turned into a hippie. The way she says it, it’s interchangeable with ‘laughing stock’, but I’m kind of ok with it, … Continue reading
A grown up Pog?
Last week a colleague told me that reaching your 40s means you no longer have an excuse not to be a grown up, that everything starts to become more settled and sensible. I can’t think of anything worse, so even though … Continue reading
Pog Tips on: Food – part 2
I really like trying fruit I’ve never seen, and there was LOADS I’d not seen before in the Philippines. There were also quite a few other things… (Note: The last picture is a bit icky – and it’s the only … Continue reading
Pog tips on: Food – part 1
When I went to Tacloban I decided that I would try to say yes to every new experience offered, including the food. That’s quite a big thing for me. I stuck to my decision quite well – there was only … Continue reading
A weekend of deliciousness
Well that was a very lovely, rather food based, weekend. Friday night was second date with TTB and, despite it being Friday 13th, it went ok. When I told him of my cold bloodedness (while out on our first date … Continue reading
Travels of a Pog
This weekend I went ‘up North’. Cheshire to be exact (and lovely it was too…thank you Northern Lass friends). 1) Even if a train ride is only a couple of hours, if it is a different journey from my usual … Continue reading