FOR MY first culinary effort of the year I do us a spicy spaghetti Bolognese – something of an old favourite, and an attempt to move away from this festive season to something a little more like normality.
Actually, I’m trying to brace myself for all these nasty cuts that are coming our way – I’m dreading what they may entail for My Good Lady and myself, and indeed for all of us.
We’ve already had a couple of shocks: the cost of petrol seems to have suddenly shot up and we’ve been notified by our energy supplier of a near doubling of the electricity price – and this latter, too, has been back-dated to 1 December 2010!
I know I still have much to be grateful for, whatever comes our way, I just wish I could feel a little more positive about life in general.
Too many bad things have happened in the last couple of years – not least all the friends we’ve lost – and I fear that somehow still worse is to come.
So yes, my spag Bol is something in the nature of a reassurance, a sort of clinging to the wreckage of tasty times past.
1 comment:
strange how comforting some quite basic favourite foods can be and, God knows, with the disastrous ideology destroying the lifestyle of all but the most well off, we certainly need a modicum of re-assurance. Nice post!
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