The only time I seem to stop recently is to collect, collate and digest an ever increasing pile of case law notes and statutes. Most of the time, it's okay. Land Law does tend to push me over the edge, however. Rote learning is the only way forward with that puppy. I've tried learning by Cote Rotie, as well. 'great fun at the time but I remembered little in the morning. Pity really.
Come lunch time today, I was suffering from college cabin fever. With a hop, skip and a jump I found myself in the middle-class Mecca that is Borough Market. Foraging is called for in that arena. The mark-up on much of the food is enough to put you off it, really.
But did I give in? Oh, no. Two large venison shanks for £8? Yes, please. "Alba truffle for £300 to go with?". Er, no thanks.
Still no word yet on who will be the next Dr Who. By the look of the preposterous cover on the new 'Writer's Tale' book, I wouldn't be surprised if Russell T. Davies cast himself in role.
what did you do to the venison? Just wondering
A long braise at a low temperature. 'still a bit tough after three hours though. The stock was nice and rich though. Those shank bones helped the cause.
We're on our way to the solstice (rather than salty) capon countdown here. It should be good. I'm doing potato dauphinoise infused with ceps to go with'.