Mmmm…mmmmmfff

I’m leaving Mr L to fend for himself tomorrow so I thought that the least I could do would be to stay home and cook lunch for him today.

Lunch

We finally had that soufflé.

Despite being called away at a crucial moment, to answer the door and buy poppies (“There’s somebody here for you“), it actually went rather well. It sagged a little while I battled with my pocket camera (the zoom sticks.)

Cheese – I used the ends of some blue goat’s cheese and some Dorset Red (a smoked cheese.) The deep colour comes mainly from our hens’ amazing eggs, but was aided by the annatto in the Dorset Red, I think.

Served with new potatoes and a side of leeks and baby broad beans in crème frâiche, it was delicious.

I feel replete.

Anybody require knitting content? I continued work on the handspun Aestlight yesterday. After completing two of the tree Bird’s Eye Lace repeats I have to acknowledge a yarn crisis – with both yarns. Work will cease until I work out the mathematics of starting the edging now instead of later.

Must go write my shopping list for tomorrow.

Must also find a  ferry  project to work on.

2 Responses to “Mmmm…mmmmmfff”

  1. Liz H 6th November 2012 at 8:56 pm #

    Impressive souffle! My Mum tells dire tales of souffles collapsing before diners can reach the table, so I’ve never made (or indeed eaten) one.

    I wish we got door-to-door poppy salesmen. I had to go to Tesco today just to make sure I have one for the weekend. Bit of a faux pas for the person taking the service not to have one!

    • SandaySpinner 7th November 2012 at 7:54 am #

      My Mum tells dire tales of souffles collapsing before diners can reach the table, so I’ve never made (or indeed eaten) one.

      They are not as sensitive as some would have one believe, but they do settle slowly if kept waiting. They are actually easy to make – skills required are egg separating and beating and roux-making. That’s it. A good way of using up the ends of cheese and a little goes a long way. Mine only took 20 minutes in the oven – it’s best to have diners wait for the dish and not the other way around, so pop it in when they have all assembled and have another sherry. Or, as in my case, summon hubby from his desk with ample warning. No sherry involved.

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