I baked bannock today on the stove top with lots and lots of oil. One could almost say that I deep fried bannock today on the stove top. I had intended to include a picture of it, but we ate it too fast.
Mmichele had a photo up of a bannock that see had seen cooked, and it is BIG. That was part of the inspiration. I used to make bannock quite a lot, especially on the boat. Every single member of my family adores it. Me too.
I also made it because we've been eating a lot of cabbage and beans. Cabbage and beans can have a rather drastic impact on one's digestive system. I am accustomed to eating a fair amount of both items, but the man has (to our delight) been making this killer-good soup. Cabbage and beans and potatoes. I almost feel Polish.
It is very very very tasty. Because we don't have a fridge, things have to be eaten up or they go off. The man has been making really big pots of soup. I have been eating soup for breakfast, lunch and dinner for a couple of days. This has been making my life a wee bit awkward. Ya see, I teach. The classes are small and not terribly well ventilated. Yesterday I had six hours of back-to-back classes. The only bathroom is permanently occupied between classes, has a very thin wooden door and an open transom window above it. There is not a lot of auditory privacy from the masses of students lined up in the narrow hallway outside the loo.
All this means that I have no way to relieve my distress. Shall we say.
I opted out of soup this morning at breakfast. Much better. When faced with the soup again at lunch today I made bannock. The man was faintly offended. I was forced to explain my issue with his utterly delicious soup. Then I ate my bannock.
Here's hoping for a peaceful evening.
And soup for dinner.