After three weeks on the boat and being at the mercy of the Tesco Express and a rather sorry excuse for a Chinese; I have done a rash thing. Last night I cooked a proper meal.
*Erm, sort of proper. *Mushroom risotto courtesy of the decidedly mediocre Uncle Ben. The choice to use his meal as the base was one of economics. I am still without engine and i am down to one calor gas bottle. The 20 minutes it would take to make proper rice was weighed up against unknown quantity of gas and the inability to acquire more until I reach Springfield.
I added my own onions and my own mushrooms. **The result was passable. ** Little did i know i was not the only one enjoying fine dining via my own skills last night.
It seems Duckie has found and exploited a rather unique opportunity. Several boats have come in and gone out of the dry dock since our arrival here. This is done similar to the way a lock operates, meaning the dock is temporarily filled with water from the river then pumped out once the boat is in.
**Water is not the only thing that comes in when this happens. **
Upon my arrival to the dock this a.m. the owner of the currently docked boat, who works for Greenpeace, informed me that Duckie was caught supplementing his diet with a rather large crayfish.
She, was mortified. All i could think to do was smile and pat the little dude sitting at my feet. It's a very cat like thing to do. Way to go duckie! Shortly followed by the thought – man, I hope it doesn’t make his farts stink!
Nov 15
Dining El fresco.
After three weeks on the boat and being at the mercy of the Tesco Express and a rather sorry excuse for a Chinese; I have done a rash thing. Last night I cooked a proper meal.
*Erm, sort of proper. *Mushroom risotto courtesy of the decidedly mediocre Uncle Ben. The choice to use his meal as the base was one of economics. I am still without engine and i am down to one calor gas bottle. The 20 minutes it would take to make proper rice was weighed up against unknown quantity of gas and the inability to acquire more until I reach Springfield.
I added my own onions and my own mushrooms. **The result was passable. ** Little did i know i was not the only one enjoying fine dining via my own skills last night.
It seems Duckie has found and exploited a rather unique opportunity. Several boats have come in and gone out of the dry dock since our arrival here. This is done similar to the way a lock operates, meaning the dock is temporarily filled with water from the river then pumped out once the boat is in.
**Water is not the only thing that comes in when this happens. **
Upon my arrival to the dock this a.m. the owner of the currently docked boat, who works for Greenpeace, informed me that Duckie was caught supplementing his diet with a rather large crayfish.
She, was mortified. All i could think to do was smile and pat the little dude sitting at my feet. It's a very cat like thing to do. Way to go duckie! Shortly followed by the thought – man, I hope it doesn’t make his farts stink!