Todays cooking adventures involved a raw energy bar recipe from the Lorna Jane website. It was made in a food processor, and used dates to bind the mixture. I haven't cooked with dates before, and I haven't eaten them in a while, and so of course I just popped them into the food processor whole; and forgot about the seeds. Needless to say my food processor doesn't work any more, as I splintered the plastic mixer shaft, and then spent a long time fishing for the 5 seeds in the chocolate coloured crumb. I then had to improvise, and hand chop the craisins and dates into tiny, tiny pieces, and use a variety of kitchen implements to try and make the puree. Luckily, the end result doesn't appear to be poisonous. Fingers crossed.
I managed to fudge my way through another "sexy" Beyoncé routine, and only stepped on the toes of the girl behind me a couple of times, and some of the time it wasn't even my fault. Major improvement. I was also told by our Russian acrobatics instructor that I was his favourite student, but I have a feeling that this is based on the fact that I don't talk while he does, and has absolutely nothing to do with my ability. It's definitely not based on my ability.
At the supermarket I got strange looks from the lady restocking the fridges, as I pondered which cold treat to get. There are enough choices in the flavoured milk alone, Add to that the Le rices, mini cheese cakes and pavlovas, and a sugar addict becomes completely swamped. I ended up choosing a Yogo with mini m&ms, and my self satisfied smile, coupled with the enthusiastic and dancy way I popped it into my trolley didn't seem to help my reputation with fridge lady. She's just jealous because she couldn't eat the Yogo.
On another note, Mr Emphysema next door has decided to do some renovations in his crop and chicken filled back yard. This would be fine, but the downside is that he seems to start between 5:30 and 6:00am each morning. Yay. It saves me waiting on my alarm though, as he grunts so much that if I didn't know better I'd think he was playing tennis. Hopefully his early starts mean that he finishes soon.
Talk to you all tomorrow, if my energy bars don't kill me,
Xx, Little Duck
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