Thursday, November 25, 2010
Cooking a fish pie.
My efforts at creativity in the kitchen will not last as long as Bill's creative work today.
My guess is that in 24 hours there will be not a trace of what I have made.
I cobbled together a fish pie - no recipe and a chance to use a few things up in fridge and cupboard.
I love the colours of food.
But I suspect most of us in Britain can look back, savouring meals of cauliflower cheese.
That's the onions and pepper along with some left over carrots and broccoli.

The cauliflower made the second layer - and I added a handful of frozen peas.

The cauliflower made the second layer - and I added a handful of frozen peas.
The first part is to make the roux.
I always smiled to myself when young, whilst making a roux. It seemed to me to be what a true housewife should be doing. And the books always say it is to be done delicately or lumps will appear.
I also added a spoonful or two of Tewkesbury mustard and horseradish to give it some bite.
The potatoes were now ready to be mashed.
The saucepans I use, by the way are over 45 years old.
I ordered them from a friend's catalogue before we got married. They were not highest quality pans - couldn't afford those; but they have served us very well.
The masher was more recently acquired - an Ikea find.