Sunday, July 12, 2009

vanilla on turquoise

I idly open the junk food drawer and there's nothing there except oat cakes. That's because In Defence of Food wisely and reasonably tells me that we should eat real food.

But there's always sugar and butter and milk, and as Beatrice, the imaginary assistant, has gone home to re-trim her best hat, no one reminds me that fudge isn't full of vitamins. So I make fudge.

And because it's late in the evening, the children are asleep and there's no one to clamour for chocolate fudge, so I get to make vanilla.  That's the best kind.

1 comment:

You're looking particularly well.

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