Baking bread (day 5)
Lowena
Michael & Amanda Dyer
Thu 22 Nov 2007 09:36
This morning mother dearest decided to bake bread. Naturally I was to narrate the requisite part of Annie Hill's book that contained a passage on 'bread baking using a pressure cooker'.
“So what do we need Adam?” she inquired.
“Well obviously we need a baking tin...” I replied.
“Oh.”
So we had to improvise a vessel in which to contain the bread out of a colander and some tin foil.
I decided, having received accounts of our fellow ralliers failure to catch any sort of fish, to show them how it's done. Father dearest had invested some money into some line, a few vicious-looking hooks and some lures, which looked like garden worms that had been exposed to some horrible experiments in a nuclear reactor. Fish, I thought, would have better sense than to bite into one of those. Sadly, so far I have proved myself right. If only Fraser were here; he'd know exactly what to do.
Later in the day we discovered that the enormous fillet steak the mother dearest had purchased prior to out departure had gone off. I was surprised that we hadn't eaten it earlier on. We haven't even run the fridge for over 24 hours. Mother dearest thought that, being vacuum packed, it would last longer. I would have cooked it days ago, but I was only aware of it's presence in the fridge today, and that was because of the smell.
Currently we seem to be stranded in the middle of the Atlantic M25. No less than five container ships are visible, forming a channel in which we are the central reservation. At least we have the bread to cheer us up. Surprising it came out rather well (I was surprised anyway).
Mother dearest's comments:-
This morning Adam suggested he fish and I bake bread, a meal of bread and fishes on the menu
for tonight's meal. Well I fulfilled my part of the bargain!