Thursday 30th June 2011
I continue with my ongoing quest to clear my freezer box. I have been taking full advantage of not having to cook every night by giving the kitchen a good spring clean.
One of my Mum’s most loyal & constant friends is a woman I grew up calling Auntie Ann. (a.k.a. Ruggie.) She has been of great support to my Mum over the last 45 years but she & Mum are like chalk & cheese. Their lives couldn’t have been more different. One of the many things we love Auntie Ann for is her thoughtfulness & her ability to organise. She never forgot our birthdays as children and even now remembers my sons birthday even though she doesn’t see him from year to year. Her organisational skills are best put to the test when it comes to freezer control. Unlike my Mum’s freezers, (yes, plural) which are jammed to capacity without indication as to what’s in each ice-ladened basket, Ann’s freezer gets rotated every three months. Not only that, everything is labelled & categorised for convenience. She is a force to be reckoned with. Albeit a freezer force.
I place myself somewhere between the two but with aspirations for the latter. Fortunately, I don’t have space to be like my Mum but fortunately I do possess the right amount of anal-retentiveness to be more like my Auntie Ann. I have however been a little lacks of recent. So much so that when I take a Tupperware box of leftovers out of the freezer I haven’t got a clue what it is I’m defrosting. It could be a curry, a stew or a soup. It’s pot luck.
*Mental note to self: buy multicoloured stickers for colour coding. (For those of you who know me, you’ll know that I’m not joking. 🙂 )
Zephy’s verdict on the risotto:
“I didn’t know what it was when I was eating it. I thought it was pasta or something” He said.
I must admit I was a little over indulgent with the cream I added to loosen the whole thing up when reheating but the rice still had bite and it tasted pretty good too. 😉