8th October 2011, 09:45 PM
Count me in on the sinus thing. I think it's whisky, lemon, honey and hot water.
We had chicken, rice, a tin of chickpeas, all mixed in with a special honey-mustard sauce. In other words, whatever was left in the freezer and cupboard. Everyone seemed to enjoy it.
To be honest, I hate the beans here. H A T E them. Vile, nasty, runny things. I want some good, slow-cooked with bacon and molasses Boston baked beans. In the alternative, I'll just have toast.
We had chicken, rice, a tin of chickpeas, all mixed in with a special honey-mustard sauce. In other words, whatever was left in the freezer and cupboard. Everyone seemed to enjoy it.
To be honest, I hate the beans here. H A T E them. Vile, nasty, runny things. I want some good, slow-cooked with bacon and molasses Boston baked beans. In the alternative, I'll just have toast.
Prime practitioner of headology, with a side order of melting glass with a stern glare.