If I get married again I would like it to be to Phil Dunphy. Seriously, the man is a) handsome b) hilarious and c) Phil Dunphy. I don’t understand why you would need anything else in a man, except perhaps for him not to be a character in a sitcom. Oops.
After my last Stuff On Toast post my mum sent me a text message saying “OMG Alice, I’ve been making scrambled eggs wrong for the last 40 years!” (though she probably didn’t say OMG as she is part of the generation that thinks LOL means Lots Of Love) So I have decided to dedicate this recipe to her, as she originally taught me about the brilliant combination of spinac
When Hux was first born I used to cook quite a lot. Now, before you give birth, one of the bits of advice you always read is to make sure you have loads of prepared food in your freezer, ready to turn into easy and delicious meals.
Sometimes Will works away during the week, and whilst I miss him when he’s not at home I use the opportunity to indulge in my favourite faux-single gal activities. Because I am cool and hip these often include cleaning until the whole house smells bleachy, watching crap TV like The Real Housewives of The OC/NYC and eating food for dinner that Will doesn’t like.
One of the worst things about pregnancy is that looong list of things you can and can’t eat and the grey area that surrounds whether or not you can eat so many different types of food. For every happy barbecue eating preggo (me) there will be another espousing the dangers of eating meat cooked outside on a gas grill.
Pregnancy cravings are an oddity. A truly satisfying oddity, that is: there is no better feeling than harbouring such a want for an item of food, anticipating its arrival and then finally getting to eat it.
Here’s the thing about this stage of pregnancy: I’m constantly nauseous, a feeling that goes away when I eat, but the thought of food makes me heave. This makes ingesting nutrition a little hard and I have found myself on more than one occasion scoffing some unoffensive HulaHoops which is the only thing that helps with the nausea.
I have a thing for deep fried food – I can never get enough of it and shamefully eat at least 2 portions of french fries a week. The problem with this is that I have been forbidden to ever buy a deep fat fryer (woe) and also like to wear miniskirts so should really eat salad rather than stuff fried in beef dripping.