Off to the Big Smoke to escape the ice and snow of Duns-perhaps Lunnon will be worse so this may be a bad move. We are in for a 'quiet few days' said the boys in the Blether Centre, a shade regretfully, I thought.
So I fear the worst.
The wife is off to Paris to grande mere for a few days after grandmothering in N13. I will have a spell on my own in Duns; the first bit of culinary independence since we left the Old Manse. I have forgotten many of Les Specialities de La Manse-but can probably still manage Ouefs 'Utton and Sardines Nues de Whiteadder.
And if all else fails there is always The Siamese Kitchen
Labels: Big Smoke, Cooking in Duns