The Island of Love
Mar. 22nd, 2014 06:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Today I saw an advertisement for a 'pu-trimmed cardigan'. I don't think I want to know what that is.
Also, I have long since converted to buying double-length rolls of toilet paper. That is, those rolls where they somehow fit twice the number of sheets into a roll more or less the same diameter as they used to. Isn't that magic? Only today in the supermarket, I saw triple-length toilet rolls. Three times as many sheets on one small roll! Such advances in toilet paper technology.
Kim Next Door came round to ask if I could feed Next Door's dog tomorrow evening, as they are going to be out somewhere for the whole day. We were chatting about what we've got growing in our respective gardens and how to use them — it's been another bumper year for zucchini on J Street — when she told me this: when she peels potatoes to make mashed potatoes, she keeps the strips of potato skin aside to chop into little pieces that she then fries in a little butter, with salt, garlic and chilli powder. Then when she dishes up the mash, she sprinkles the fried skin on as garnish. This is obviously the greatest idea in the history of cooking, and I'm kicking myself that I've never thought of it. I'm sorry that I wasn't planning to cook potatoes tonight.
Also, I have long since converted to buying double-length rolls of toilet paper. That is, those rolls where they somehow fit twice the number of sheets into a roll more or less the same diameter as they used to. Isn't that magic? Only today in the supermarket, I saw triple-length toilet rolls. Three times as many sheets on one small roll! Such advances in toilet paper technology.
Kim Next Door came round to ask if I could feed Next Door's dog tomorrow evening, as they are going to be out somewhere for the whole day. We were chatting about what we've got growing in our respective gardens and how to use them — it's been another bumper year for zucchini on J Street — when she told me this: when she peels potatoes to make mashed potatoes, she keeps the strips of potato skin aside to chop into little pieces that she then fries in a little butter, with salt, garlic and chilli powder. Then when she dishes up the mash, she sprinkles the fried skin on as garnish. This is obviously the greatest idea in the history of cooking, and I'm kicking myself that I've never thought of it. I'm sorry that I wasn't planning to cook potatoes tonight.