Loretta Young's Chiffonade Salad

"I found out you can learn a lot about yourself as a person...
while you're learning how to use fashion in your life.”

I too am learning how to use fashion in my life at the moment. I am ploughing through the mountain of clothes in my room trying to make some rational decisions.

Had a lovely night with Ginger, the newlyweds and Dick - who I am surprised to see doesn't have a blogname yet. Surely he has been involved in a supper before now? I made Loretta's salad again and the secret is obviously to chop all the non-leaf items quite small. Dick asked all and sundry if they were happy to eat a salad containing egg, onion, beetroot and gherkins and Ginger's response was, "it's heavy on the pickle, and that's always good in my book."

I am missing all the cowboys and my sister of the skillet like mad but the skies are sunny, the Rosé is flowing and all is well in the Stowe.

Loretta Young's Peach Dessert

"As soon as I get home from a day of work, I bathe, brush my hair, put on fresh makeup, and slip into a hostess gown."

On Saturday night the Black Panther came over and cooked me dinner on the tub. I should probably explain that he is not a member of the 1960s political group that presented "the greatest threat to the internal security of the United States" but rather a hunk from Sierra Leone I am currently canoodling with.

I decided to make a pudding and as I was reliant on the strange selection of goods offered by Mr Riverside I selected Loretta Young's Peach Dessert which turned out to be a very strange thing indeed. I have no idea how I could have prevented the apricots (no peaches at Mr R's) from falling out of the bottom of the muffins when taking them out of the tins. I suppose it could be to do with the fact that I didn't know what one of the ingredients actually was. Shortening? What is this shortening? Anyhow, they turned out to be tasty little portions of cakey type comestibles with apricots and almonds on the side.

We ate them in bed with some custard. Champion!