I still love them, it isn't the actual jar, it is the attitude. The informality, the laissez-faire, the asymmetry, the no foam.
I have however become a jam jar snob. Bonne Maman is so 2007, i now only want proper old jars with "Kilner" written on them, and no gingham ribbon.
Luckily i have Angela, who scored me that massive haul of them. I will be using them in our flower school, not begrudgingly.....
Today is The Other Miss Pickering's birthday. She is away for business in Wisconsin. The last time she went to Wisconsin there was the volcano business and she had to stay for 23 years. I missed her.
Happy Birthday baby sister. Come home soon.
also did you see Antonio and Gennaro on television last night? Driving around Italy being concerned that Italian women don't cook anymore, and hence won't ever find husbands?
Loved it. I used to eat lunch with them everyday in the Neal Street Restaurant. Gennaro would make a pasta al forno everyday and we would eat it with salad and too much bread. Once he made a courgette lasagna, and the courgettes were whole running through the sheets of pasta making waves. Some meals you never forget.
This morning Cityboy1 sent me an email that said "I assume you and The Hound are at the airport checking in on the first flight to anywhere in Italy"
We weren't, but i wish we had been.
Have you voted? Are we Yes or No to AV?
Posted by Miss Pickering at 11:33 AM