Maybe it's a reaction to the concept of a woman's place being in the kitchen, but whilst some people love hanging out in their kitchen, for me it's just not where I feel at home. I do give it a go from time to time, and tempted by some delicious looking flapjacks posted on facebook earlier, I thought I'd rustle up something similar. Whilst the end result bears little resemblance to the picture that prompted it, even I can't go that far wrong, what's not to like about butter and sugar melted together? I may have set the smoke alarm off merely by preheating the oven, but that's cos I don't spend enough time in there cleaning :-)
I'm not sure how long this flurry of culinary attempts will last. Yesterday I made not one but two pans of luscious soup, one a lovely autumnal cream of mushroom and chestnut pictured), the other a split pea (plus other items that needing using up from the fridge). Both self concocted rather than following a recipe, as I'm not very obedient when it comes to recipes.
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