Sunday, 24 July 2016

Poor Man's Sunday Lunch

I would consider myself to be a person who holds with tradition yet I've never been one to cook a roast every Sunday, that I'm afraid would feel more like routine. Last night the Mr and I had a light supper of cheese, crackers, olives, grapes and a cheeky bottle of red. (Cheeky because it's given me a bit of a head today).

Consequently we were more than a bit peckish come lunchtime. A sandwich was not going to suffice. So I had a rootle around in the freezer and saw we had four of the Black Farmer's bangers and some Yorkshire puds. Not exactly the food of the Gods, but if we had some tatties ready to harvest and some runner beans ready from the garden we could manage a sort of  poor man's Sunday lunch. Luckily we had both.



It was rather good, with some horseradish mustard, and cost a princely sum of  £2.20 for both of us. I've got a few beans and spuds leftover which I'm thinking could be added to a nice tuna nicoise for lunch tomorrow. Nice and thrifty, with no waste, just how I like it.

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  2. Looks good to me!!! It is so long since I've had Yorkshire pud and even longer still since I have had Brit sausages. Mother used to make delicious bangers and mash ...!

    keep well

    Amanda x

    keep well

    Amanda x

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  3. I haven't grown 'runners'for years. French beans for us; which we ate yesterday with a very big joint of roast Pork.

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  4. Nothing poor about that. It looks delicious :-)

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  5. It's certainly the weather for a decent hot meal! When it's really hot though, the dear old cheese and crackers come out.

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  6. It looks lovely. We rarely have a roast on a Sunday either, I used to work every Sunday and when I stopped, I was damned if I was going to spend my precious Sundays slaving away in the kitchen. We do have roasts, I just make them during the week instead.

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