Kohlrabi

I ordered a Shropshires organic veg box in with my Tesco shopping yesterday, and it had one of these in it. I knew it was a kohlrabi (just one of those little bits of trivia picked up somewhere along the way!) but not what to do with it. Anyway, looked it up on t'internet today, and discovered that apparently it's very popular in Germany, which was useful to know as it helped in persuading Mr F-P to eat it! He's not one for tying new and peculiar looking vegetables. Anyway, the suggested uses for it seemed to be basically grate it in a coleslaw (which Mr F-P doesn't eat anyway, and besides, I bought a tub of coleslaw in M&S yesterday and how much do you need?), cook it in a cream and cheese sauce in the oven for an hour (a bloody hour?!), or mash it in with some spuds. Guess which one I chose. So we had potato and kohlrabi mash (with cheddar and mustard as The Boy is not a mash fan, but tolerates it if it's cheesy!), Quorn sausages in gravy made from a bottle of M&S red wine and rosemary marinade and Bisto granules, and broccoli and cabbage. It was bloody lovely!


Am off to do fake tanning now and dye my hair as the grey is creeping back in. Mr F-P and I are going to a charidee dinner on Friday - I've no idea what it's for (it's at Bramall Lane football ground, home of Sheffield United, so I suspect it may be football related) but as long as I get a good dinner and can wear my posh frock I don't really care. There might even be free champagne again!

Blegh!

I went for tapas with a friend on Tuesday lunchtime, and we shared a chickpea salad and some white asparagus spears with Manchego and olives, swimming in olive oil, and I had a lovely Spanish fish stew. It was delicious, but unfortunately I think it gave me food poisoning! I had to go home shortly after lunch and spent the rest of the day either sleeping or on the loo! I took Wednesday off too, as I was still feeling very dodgy, and also tired and miserable (Mr Fuss-Pott is away in Germany with a school trip so there was no-one to look after me!!). I'm back at work today, a bit 'wafty' and pathetic, and still very sorry for myself. But at least the fish stew has worked its way out of my system. I had to get a friend to take me to Tesco last night cos there wasn't a thing left in the house to eat and The Boy was getting hungry! So I've not got much to say about food today, except nectarines are nice!

In other news, The Daughter has moved out and seems to be settling into her little flat quite nicely, though I haven't actually seen it since I scrubbed the kitchen from top to bottom on the day she moved in, so it could easily be as much of a pit by now as her room in our house was! She did text me the other day to say she was coming round - to visit the cat!

Oh, and that job? I got it! I start week commencing July 14th. Dunno what all the fuss was about.....

Even bigger Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!!

OK, I'm waiting now. I had my interview for this job on Tuesday. Five people were interviewed. Four more were interviewed yesterday. The interview team are cloistered in an office now trying to make a decision on which 2 candidates to appoint. I am totally convinced that neither of them will be me! That way, if one of them is me, I'll be pleasantly surprised. But having convinced myself I haven't got the job is not making the waiting any easier. I just feel really sick, I haven't slept very well all week, and I can't eat (a small bonus there then!). I'm trying to concentrate on my trip away this weekend, but it's not working. Someone has just booked me onto a training session for the new financial system (BIG wow!!) this afternoon so at least that might take my mind off it! Oh, it's just too horrible! I wish people would stop coming into the office, or even walking past it! I know all the nine candidates will be stressed with waiting to hear, but the thing is, if I don't get one of the posts, I'VE STILL GOT TO DO THE ADMIN FOR WHOEVER DOES!!!! Gah!