Ooh, this was a weird one. Mixing an egg in with the mince then baking it before covering it with the chilli mixture and baking it again. This resulted in a kind of thin brick of meat with tomatoey stuff on top. Not a great success.
Ben was very polite and ate his full portion. I try and ask dinner guests in advance if there is anything they don’t eat. I love the fact that Ben once told me that he would eat anything that someone else had made for him, even if it was poison. Ha ha. Well, I wasn’t very pleased with Barton’s chilli but I guess it wasn’t poisonous.
I am clearing the decks this week in preparation for my big new writing project so I’m tying up lots of loose ends including finishing the socks I started knitting for an ex about 4 years ago. Here is the self-striping symbol of a two fingered salute:
And here is Barton:
