Setting: Barn cottage in Dartmoor,England.
Three big dogs, three women, three different countries, three dialects of English, one kitchen. We're doing well. I took over the cooking, food was planned out and sourced by my friends. It was their holiday, after all. My cooking experiment. It's not a talent I use much any more. Cooking in a camp ground on the Silk Road or a wild camp in Africa has not kept my skills honed. I only made one tiny mistake in reading the recipes. I enjoyed the challenge and they enjoyed not having kitchen duty. This country is one of confusing terminology, and faucet knobs that turn every which way. Many different styles of cream to figure out.
I'll take all of them, please.
Gotta love a country that has Pancake Day.
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