The following Dodgers have been smited by the JDK for their crimes against Jam:
All the girls! for picking on the JDK and damaging his already delicate self esteem!
The Basserd Who Nicked Copper's Stuff For the offense of nicking Copper's stuff. You are a tw*t, whoever you are and we all hope you get run over by a tram in Nottingham. Or Liverpool. Or whereever else they have trams!
Copper For the crime of playing with her Wii instead of her Jammie pals!
Whilst in the supermarket last night, I found myself having a conversation about the first meal I ever cooked for a girlfriend. I concluded that this would have been beans and burgers on toast when I was about 16 or 17 (about '92). Now we're not talking about beans and beefburgers... we're talking about the tins of beans and burgers you get from Tesco and heat in the microwave. Mmmm. Didn't burn the toast, either! I bet she was really impressed.
So... what was the first meal you ever cooked for a boy or girlfriend?
I kinda didnt bother until my 20's - I would rely on restaurants because I knew I couldnt cook. Once I became friends with a good mate of mine who'd been a chef for years, he showed me half a dozen recipes that could be prepared in 1/2 hour but would blow her mind. I think the first one was stuffed pasta (with meat and herbs), chicken and brocolli cooked off and served with a cream sauce - it got the job done if you know what I mean
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I'll take arrogance and the inevitable hubris over self-doubt and lack of confidence.
"Everyone has a plan, until they get punched in the face" - Mike Tyson
genuinely can't remember that far back, but, first meal I cooked with the girl who was to become my wife was make it yourself pizzas. i.e. buy the base, any toppings you could think of from the deli counter, make it and whack it in the oven. IIRC they were so laden with topping that they didn't really cook that well.
But that was ok, because our love fed us morning, noon and night
That's easy: Sausage and cheese omelette. Didn't have to think about that one because it's still basically the only thing I'll cook. The wife has fortunately taken over the Saturday morning breakfast duties ... in fact that's my favorite thing in the whole world-- a lazy Saturday morning with a nice breakfast cooked by lovely wife. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy just thinking about it.
I really can't remember the first proper meal I cooked but I can remember having my first boyfriend stay over at my parents house when I was about 16 or 17, and making him marmite on toast for breakfast.
... it was separate bedrooms before anybody asks the question...
ddvmor wrote:
Are you reading this Catfish? Hmm?
But I thought we had an agreement.... you do all the cooking and making a mess, and I do the washing up and tidying! This suits me as I'm not great cook, but my washing up consists of a bit more than just dipping things in hot water!
And so speaks Mr Kitchen Hygeine. So glad that the man who regularly puts his faith in the miraculous disinfecting powers of the common tea towel to render his hands clean after handling raw chicken was able to share his opinion with us.
Short Santa wrote: seems reasonable? - I'd accept that, assuming you were both working full 40 hour weeks?
Well I think I do a 40 hour week. I'm scheduled to do 37 but I usually make up the other the other 3 with stress and worry about my millions of pounds worth of projects . Not sure if the JDK does 37 or not. It always seems as though he does 7 hours of work and 30 hours of jammie dodgering...
Heh. I probably do about 40 hours in the office in an average week. A bit more if anything kicks off. My jammie dodgering gets squeezed in between jobs.
ddvmor wrote: And so speaks Mr Kitchen Hygeine. So glad that the man who regularly puts his faith in the miraculous disinfecting powers of the common tea towel to render his hands clean after handling raw chicken was able to share his opinion with us.
To be fair they are swapped out daily and I do wash my hands prior to prep. So there.
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I'll take arrogance and the inevitable hubris over self-doubt and lack of confidence.
"Everyone has a plan, until they get punched in the face" - Mike Tyson
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