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recipe#9 spaghetti bolognese a la moi

28 Jul

need:

500g sirloin mince

1 chopped onion

3/4 garlic cloves crushed

tin chopped tomatoes

few tblsp passata

glass full-bodied red wine

few mushrooms chopped

two handfuls of cherry tomatoes

handful of ripped basil

chopped aubergine

make:

fry the mince in a heated pan on low heat with olive oil

when meat is frying for a few minutes, add red wine

chop garlic and onions and add to pan

add aubergine, mushrooms and cherry tomatoes

add tin of tomatoes and passata

leave to simmer for about an hour, longer if possible

boil the water, add oil and salt, then pasta

serve the meat sauce on a bed of pasta

sprinkle some ripped basil on top

serve with some fresh warm crusty bread

oh and a huge glass of nice red wine

enjoy 🙂

to tat or not tattoo

11 Jul
INFINITY (or eternity): in ancient india and tibet, the symbol of infinity represented perfection, dualism, and the unity between male and female. more interesting though, is that in the occult, tarot is linked to magic and represents equilibrium, infinity and the balance of various forces. the uroborus (a circular serpent biting its tail) has also been found in this shape, but that’s not really important to me to be totally honest. more recently we know it as a mathematical symbol for infinity in numbers, time or space.
so now comes the tricky part. to tat or not tattoo..on my wrist or maybe the back of my neck? a bit higher than in this photo?  light brown or black? 6 months or permenant? i’m still deciding…and because i’m still deciding it’s probably not time is it? or is it?? aghhhhhh!! i’ve been thinking about this since 2006 when i went travelling with my mate chris and, since then, i’ve been so close but yet so far. and scared of the fact it’s such a COMMITMENT.  like getting married to someone that you’re not entirely sure of…but are kind of stuck with indefinetly (or until you sign the ‘divorce’ papers and get him/her/it removed).then if i start seeing loads of people with the same tattoo it becomes a kind of tramp stamp rather than something personal and meaningful. or is it still personal and meaningful to me agh??!!
i mean i DO love the meaning of this symbol AND what it has represented in the past for thousands of years and that is also stands for something hopeful for the future: “a double endlessness, eternity, recreation, a symbol of hope, forgiveness,” “the heart of the buddha shakyamuni, resignation of spirit, all happiness that humanity desires, mind, infinity, all and many.” in buddhist culture the endless knot (chang or p’an-chang) receives and forwards abundance, and is a symbol of longevity, infinity and eternity.
but with all this in mind-can i just add here, that i am NOT religious, nor am i overly spiritual-like a million or so other irish people i’m sure, i have ‘toyed’ with the idea of getting a tattoo for years (even when chinese symbols were all the rage-shudder…)…never quite sure and never quite ‘doing’….as i am hugely and giantly indecisive…
but saying all of that,  for the past while, due to a family illness, the idea of actually committing to something so permanent-that represents and depicts or ‘presents’ to everyone a ‘me’ that is balanced, serene, forgiving, hopeful, looking into a future and so on..even if this does sound a little ‘cliche’, whatever…the thought fills me with a little hope and happiness…and gives an otherwise unsure future a little stamp of my own control over my future in some way and a little stamp of an inbetween me moving forward.
mum was diagnosed with stage four terminal lung cancer in october of last year. with a prognosis or 3-6 months. she’s still alive and kicking and has somehow found her ‘balance’, not through religion, nor a tattoo (i’m not deluded!) nor anything of the sort…she has always been strong, but this is something that will knock her. although she has done really well so far, and is only quite coming to terms with the ‘terminal’ aspect of things, as we all are, i know that this will beat her…but i do feel that, at the same time, as stupid and as juvenile as this sounds..a part of her will always be here with us…
religion aside..i do believe that people don’t just disappear..they leave a mark…whatever that is, i don’t know….and part of me doesn’t want to know or think about that yet, to be honest…but the idea of longevity, infinity, recreation, hope, a view to the future…i think it’s this kind of positivity that keeps us all going at a time like this..when we really have to take each day as it comes and look to the future only in a positive way, within reason, and not just to plan and escape what’s going on at present…and i suppose for me, in my own silly little way..getting a symbol like this, on my skin, kind of freeze frames a part of that longevity and hope…
INFINITY
“this has become symbolic of the future and futurist thought, depicting eternal life, harmonious interaction between conscious and subconscious, serenity, harmony and dominion over the physical plane.

 

lottery winnings- what i’m going to do…

7 Jun

what to do…

so i have that tuesday feeling….i just bought my euromillions ticket and know that this time i have it in the bag…the numbers feel right, there’s a smell of fresh wads of cash on the way and i’m worrying now that if my wicked plan does come to fruition, i’m simply just not prepared…

so in the more than likely event that tomorrow is my night, this is what i’m going to do:

  • tell EVERYONE muahahaha
  • donate to hospice and cancer research
  • buy a walk-in wardrobe
  • fill said wardrobe with everything i want
  • bring the girls on a holiday, pamper, shop and cocktails
  • bring family away somewhere lovely
  • pay off all family mortgages and fill account with fun mon’
  • buy a sound proof room or max’s music
  • b&b on the island of formentera, near ibiza
  • do courses in everything i want to: photography, marketing, social media, baking, cooking, pottery…you name it…
  • do a clothes dash in topshop on oxford street wuuuuuhuuu
  • holiday in thailand, vietnam, cambodia and laos, followed by a shopping and pampering trip in NY
  • perfect my spanish, learn some new languages
  • win the lottery again. just to rub it in your faces.

recipe #4 lovely drunk chicken

1 Jun

need:

1 large chicken for roasting

1 large bottle of good white wine

rice

green bell peppers or some brocolli florets

sprig parsley

 

make:

preheat oven to 180 celsius.

place cleaned out naked chicken in a large roasting tin

pour in the bottle of wine

cover with tin foil loosely

put into oven for just under two hours

skewer and see when juices run clear

whack rice on to boil

remove tin foil and leave skin to crisp for ten minutes

add peppers to rice when cooked and some of the lovely juicy chicken wine goo

sprig of chopped parsley

and that’s how you make lovely drunk chicken

being little me.

29 May

too early to get up because santy might see if i sneak downstairs too soon to open everything

calling teacher ‘mum’

first proper kiss. just get it over and done with.

holding clammy hands.

bath. then bed.

lunch boxes. mini cartons of juice.

all grownups tell the truth.

soooo?? perfume. bodyshop dewberry.

friday spelling tests.

eyebrows. tweezed. plucked. too much.

teddies. everywhere.

20 is really really really really old.

free toys with cereal. but don’t eat the cereal.

99 red balloons on dad’s old record player.

peas. but only from a tin.

ballet. karate. piano. football. horse riding. gymnastics. swimming. speech and drama. irish dancing.

time goes so so slowly.

gossip. gossip. gossip.

saturday morning telly.

walk like an egyptian.

fake i’d’s

when you can’t sleep because it’s your birthday and your whole class is coming and you wiggle and wriggle and you’re too hot to sleep and the butterflies are keeping you awake and then you feel sick and then you have a toothache and then it’s your birthday and someone always falls and cries and someone eats too much and feels sick, and someone cries because they were the last one left out in dodgeball.

cheer-me-up stills from my brother’s wedding

26 May