It’s time for bed..
What does someone in the 1940’s have before bedtime? Well in this house I have warm milky coffee or Ovaltine if its cold or a glass of cold milk if it’s hot.
Tonight I also have had the NIBBLIES (definition: strange urge to eat the entire contents of the kitchen cupboards including the stale cookies languishing towards the rear)..
Sooo earlier I opened the fridge to see what I could have to nibble on and there was the cherry pie I had bought for the children (cos I certainly wasn’t going to cook one if I couldn’t eat it!). There was just one slice cut from it and it beckoned to me..
I removed the container from the fridge. It was as if I was a Stepford Wife and someone was working my controls…
My brain was shouting NO don’t eat the cherry pie- it-hasn’t-been-cooked-from-scratch-and-it-has-used-white-flour-instead-of-wholewheat-in-the-pastry…
I took a knife…
I opened the container
I cut a slice
AND THEN I……..
Put it back in it’s packaging and bunged it in the fridge.
I had obviously snapped out of it JUST in time.
Carolyn– still 100% 1940’s authentic (apart from using Becel instead of those trans fats margarines)