Well, if you can believe it, we’ve had four straight days of sunshine. And those four days are enough to have put me off soup at least until September. Even if the weather were to take a turn for the British, I am vowing not to make another pot of hot soup for a couple of months and, as I’m not a huge fan of cold soup, that may mean no soup period. What will we eat now, you may ask? Probably much of the same things I would’ve put in a soup, but I’ll keep them raw and put them in a salad instead!
Sunday roasts are something which I haven’t quite come to grips with. As an American, it’s not something I grew up with, so the idea was a bit foreign to me from the start. I love roasted meat, but I can’t say I was ever impressed with the bland steamed or boiled vegetables that sit alongside it only to be drowned in gravy which is quite often made from granules. Plus, who needs cabbage, carrots, broccoli, cauliflower cheese, Yorkshire puddings, pigs in blankets, stuffing balls (really?) and roast potatoes – and they say Americans serve up big portions! I love vegetables, but I don’t need the whole allotment on my plate.