D.I.S.C.O.

Time for some D.I.S.C.O!

We haven't had some cheesey music for a while; I crave some boogie-ing around the kitchen whilst the dog looks at me bemusedly, and do I detect a hint of pity?

Truly offal

Who on earth has a theme around offal?!

We had a really nice meal with kidneys a few weeks back and I thought we should look at all the innards of animals and nom them up.  I don't know why I think these things.

I went to a fabulous butchers where they only mocked me a little.  It was such a real butchers with burly butcher-looking guys.  The place could have been lifted out of fifty years in the past.

I bought all sorts of offal, thinking Ian would enjoy the challenge of creating beauty out of innards.  Ah, he does.