Dearest Humphrey
Thank you for the note you left on the kitchen bench this morning.
I appreciate the fact that you believe I have supernatural powers and the ability to make lunches for hungry men out of - thin air.
My comment yesterday that "The larder is emptyeth" obviously fell upon deaf ears.
Upon finding your note and after deciding what painful manner in which I will cause your death, I opened the pantry doors. This is what I found:
1 kg white flour.
1 bottle white vinegar.
2 half-used bottles of tomato sauce.
1 tin sweetened condensed milk.
Whilst Nigella (and obviously you mix us up every now and then) may be able to whip up a degustation with the abovementioned ingredients my own feeble imagination fails me.
Sincerely
Charlotte.
Been thinkin' about it for days, and nope, there's nothing to be made of those ingredients, and Humphrey should have taken you out to dinner by now to make up for this.
ReplyDeleteYou could make a science fair style volcano, no?
ReplyDeleteJo, you are right. I may suggest a weekend away to somewhere nice like, oh, Paris? Not asking too much methinks!!
ReplyDeleteGia, I have scraped together some citric acid and a bit of indigestion powder....that should do the trick for a veritable Vesuvius in our kitchen!!