Suicide Tuesday.
Not really much feeling like blogging today, after sitting in the freezing cold at Birrarung Marr to watch this and today realising that I'll most likely have to get my heart surgically removed from where it lodged in my mouth at 1 o clock this morning.
Instead enjoy this winter recipe and we can cook it together in our underpants:
WHAT YOU NEED:
- 450g thick cut ham on the bone, chopped
- 2 onions, sliced
- 3 carrots, diced
- 2 parsnips, diced
- Swede, diced
- thyme
- bay leaves
- parsley
- 2 potatoes, diced
- 1 small cabbage, chopped
- 1 leek, chopped
- 2.5 litres chicken stock
- 4 tbsp pearl barley
- 2 tbsp puy lentils
- 440g tin kidney beans
- chives
DO:
1. Put ham in a saucepan, cover with stock and bring to the boil, then add the pearl barley and lentils. Bring back to the boil and simmer for 15 minutes.
2. Add the onions, carrots, parsnips, swede, thyme and bay leaves, with a good grind of black pepper.
3. Return to boil and simmer for another 15 minutes. Add the potatoes and cabbage, return to the boil and simmer for another 15 minutes.
4. Add the chopped leek and two handfuls of chopped parsley and cook another 5 minutes.
5. Now add the beans, warm through, ladle into bowls and sprinkle with chopped chives.
6. Acquire bottle of gin, cry, curse blind-as-fuck referees and hope to hell that your soul stops feeling so bruised sometime in the near future.
501 days til the next election.
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At least we'll always have hot jam ball donuts and sweet songs about Xanana Gusmao.
Everything else can get fucked today.
i'd love to eat a bowl of soup and cry with you fits.
my heart attack happened way after 1am. it was when there was 60 secs to go and then it all got fucked up by that ref. it's NOT SOUR GRAPES and bad sportsmanship. it's a simple case of UNJUST UNFAIRNESS.
we're having oirish stew tonight.
I'll have Thali on the way to beating TOBYtoby at Jess' trivia night.
much love and cheese.
Stilton, French Brie and muscatels.
x
i'll chink my gin and ginger to you. FBF calls it my bogan drink, but what would he know, the French team are still in, all we've got is soup and gin.
*cheers*
Ahh, comrades. Tis good to gather. x
Ms Fits,
I know how you feel but what you described was more akin to the feelings I had in the years 1981, 1985, 1989, 1993, 1997, & 2001.
I have waited 25 years to see the only national team I give two hoots about make it to the World Cup Finals. So I enjoyed every minute of it, with it surpassing all my dreams and expectations. I will continue to watch and be massively sleep deprived for the next couple of weeks.
They were robbed. What a game though...
It wouldn't surprise me if some old school ganging up against Australia happened because they dared to enter a tournament dominated by Europe and South America. The ref was all, 'I don't fucking think so Australia. Italy ain't leaving town on MY watch.'
Bastard.
i don't even CARE about sport most of the time, but i really, really cared about this game.
and yes - today can just fuck off and die.
so can the ref.
Well I never took you for a patriot MsFits!
Yeah, me neither...funny how the world game can turn a girl's head...
I must confess the occasional strange feelings of support for things green and gold, but I would never (oi oi oi!) At least not on the first date.
Yes indeed, today and the referee can go and get fucked!
Is it just me or is it a scary prospect to be cutting ham from the bone wearing nothing but underpants?
I may do step 1. and then disrobe if it's all the same.
Did you see Bruce Springsteen & band on Late Night with Conan O'Brien? Even the host was playing guitar with them at the end and Thomas Hayden Church was playing the egg maraccas.
Yes, we could cook it together in our Underpants....
OR WE COULD USE A MICROWAVE SAFE BOWL!!!
Has Ready Steady Cook taught us nothing?
Dirty Lady!
Sorry...
"all we've got is soup and gin."
and that's all we need
I'm a bit worried about the Swede in this recipe - might he or she object to being either sliced or diced?
a highly depressing game. But an outstanding recipe.
My goodness but that was the worst piece of umpiring I have witnessed in all my years.
Never mind that I pay less attention to umpiring than I pay to sport in general, but seriously people this was important.
One cannot, and I refer to FIFA's rules here, grant a penalty to a player who is NOT IN POSSESSION OF THE BALL!!!!
Okay, now I'm done for four years. That's it. No more sport from me.
"My goodness but that was the worst piece of umpiring I have witnessed in all my years"
Sorry to be even more anal (metaphorically speaking of course) but it was a refereeing decision not an umpiring one. Umpires exist in aussie rules football and tennis matches. Association football has referees.
You are correct TLS, the decision was poor. Not unexpected but poor nonetheless.
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