Winter has arrived here on the Edge.
I just took this photo of outside with most of the street snow gone (plows are quick on the job here, as is the super of the building with his mini snowplow and shovels and brooms)
In honour of winter, last night I fetched down my mother's old recipe for steak and kidney pie and made two. I was drooling. I only make them once or twice a year as they're a bit picky and energy consuming to put together. Bonus: being low in iron, I get a bit of a boost from such ingestion.
This evil man is dead, I won't even put his name or picture here. Millions and millions of deaths on his hands. If there is a hell, I hope he fries forever in agony. Nobel Peace Prize, my arse. How corrupt our world is in honouring such a monster.
An art piece brought back from Ireland by my daughter for me. It shows the famous "milk bottle" beacon which dominated my summers in the West Cork island where we spent years and years. I love it.
And this is an actual photo of the "milk bottle".
I love your daughter's gift. I can well see how that would dominate the skyline.
ReplyDeleteAnd hooray for a burst of cooking energy.
I treasure that energy when it happens and then I dreadfully abuse it like today when I did far, far, too much and am now exhausted. Completely.
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The image of lighthouses and beacons remain in our mind long after everything else about a place is forgotten. I was going to ask why it is called the 'milk bottle' but that would too silly even for me.
ReplyDeleteSo very true Andrew. My father nearly bought a lighthouse once and we never forgave him when he didn't. It was on that island we love so much. Like Australians or vice versa, we love nicknaming things in Ireland. On my favourites being that beautiful sculpture of Molly Malone in Dublin nicknamed "The Tart with the Cart"
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Thanks for the two pictures.
ReplyDeleteMy doctor tells me to take iron, too. Lately I've been thinking of liver and onions.
A good dose of liver is really good for the iron. And I love it with bacon and onions. You can almost feel it running through the bloodstream.
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The Milk Bottle Beacon - what an apt name. I hope it makes you smile like it did me.
ReplyDeleteEvery time I pass it Charlotte, I smile.
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Steak and kidney pie sounds very appropriate to the weather! do you have it with mash?
ReplyDeleteI hope it strengthens your blood as my old uncle would have said
Absolutely with mash Kylie, and carrots.
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I am making a shepherd's pie this weekend (double size, b/c we love it so); vegan version of my great-grandmother's. And listening to the great Shane MacGowan. He is to be mourned in my opinion; that other man shall not be missed.
ReplyDeleteShane and Sinead, two of the great Irish losses this year. Both victims of fame, in a way. The other one? I'd do a jig on his grave.Tjhe blood stains of millions on his murderous hands.
DeleteAnd yes, I love shepherd's pie too.
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Oh my gosh, yes. I've listened to Haunted about 5 times today. Just classic, the two of them.
DeleteWondering if I could fly out there to buy some kidney and get back in time to bake. Where did you find offal? I can't get anything like that here. It sure looks good, although kind of taking your word there's something other than pasty there.
ReplyDeleteAren't you supposed to be in Ireland, not just getting pix of? Lovely though. Is it still in use? Emma
Moose tongue...would that pass as offal? Heart? Cooked and eaten both of those. Long time since. Emma
DeleteI have to order kidney at the butcher section here, Emma, not on the shelves anymore. I can't handle moose tongue (or beef tongue) I was a vegetarian for years but had to go back to meat due to blood issues. As to Ireland, I couldn't go. Too many health challenges and the flights took forever and too stressful.
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Yes and very ironic that he got his peace prize for ending the war he started. Says something about Nobel as well.~Annie
ReplyDeleteI remain disillusioned, Annie, it's meaningless and corrupt to reward such a monster. I am amused at all the commentators trying to wheel around his depravity by side-barring it beside his "genius". PS I hope you're doing OK?
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And lucky you getting mail at your building! I have to traipse downtown to the post office to pick it up. There’s a community box around the corner from me, but Canada Post won’t even let me have a mailbox there! Nice pies and daughter gifts! ~Annie again
ReplyDeleteWe put a fight for it Annie and now we have parcel delivery as well in the building with PO boxes for access. It's wonderful. No more trekking.
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Yes, the evil man is dead. I didn’t need to click on your link to know of whom you spoke. The world is well rid of him.
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