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This site was created not only for your pleasure, but also as a psychological experiment that I’m performing on myself.

My hypothesis is that if I have a socially acceptable forum in which to vent, I will succeed in cutting down the socially unacceptable places in which I current vent – which include:

  • In the office
  • At home
  • On the street in the guise of an innocent pedestrian
  • Waiting in the supermarket queue
  • In conversations with myself

Given that one of my preferred methods of simmering down is to cook, I will be adding occasional recipes which I have found therapeutic, both in the making and the eating.

I do hope that you enjoy my ranting. If your experience is anything other than pleasant and informative, please don’t tell me about it; take it offline and deal with it yourself.

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2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Your hubby  |  September 21, 2006 at 10:11 am

    I love your blog

    Reply
  • 2. Anne-Marie  |  December 2, 2006 at 4:22 am

    Sophie
    Only yesterday I had a conversation with Kim Ellis whose web site I write for and who is a colleage of Kelly Dustin’s. I talked about the wonderful conversations I have with myself and how I recite prose and poetry aloud and even engage in a spot of choreography. She confessed she never talks to herself. Food and smells have always played an important role in my life. Most of my cookery books are still in England but are stored in my memory. I don’t use cookery books but on occasion I will refer to Elizabeth David’s ‘Italian Food’ and Claudia Roden’s ‘Middle Eastern Food”. One of my favourite dishes from as way back in 74/75 when I lived in Venice is ‘Fegato Allo Veneziana’. It requires a certain frame of mind, almost like a ritual, as the preparation can take an hour or more. In Venice the butcher would prepare the liver for you. Nigel Slater’s ‘The Kitchen Diaries” felt like something you would actually use. Was I right? Sometimes having prepared something quite simple, Baron will still say ‘You know, you really should be a chef when you grow up”

    ttfn
    Anne-Marie

    Reply

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