Posts Tagged ‘spicy’

Spicy Meatballs with Spaghetti

December 16, 2009 Leave a comment
Spaghetti and meatballls

Spaghetti and meatballs al la Roman Maroni.

I have been thinking a lot recently about my very, very good friend Mike “Roman Maroni” McKenna. I have, through much fault of my own, lost touch with him. One of the warmest, kindest and funniest people I have ever known. I want him back. Mike, if you read this blog, this message is for you: Read more…


Portuguese Grilled Chicken Breasts for Inebriated Ladies

December 3, 2009 3 comments
Grilled Chicken Breast

Not burnt. Blackened. Gottit? I can assure you it was delicious.

Hmmmm. Here I am, a victim of neglect (so neglected that I went to the pub where I was fed cider by people who should know better), waiting for the two of the three women who are important in my life to come home (my dear mother is entirely blameless in this episode) from a clearly-more-entertaining-night-with-workmates-than-with-me. I am lost, abandoned and bereft. A lonely hulk on a misty sea. A man alone, drifting, directionless, neither Dutchman nor flying. Read more…

Chilli Con Carne for the terribly cold

December 1, 2009 Leave a comment

Chilli Con Carne for the terribly cold. Sour cream, guacamole and salsa on top.

Today, here in Blighty it was cold. Yes, as ordered, the winter was delivered.  I had to take my only daughter, the beautiful-but-lame one, to the taxidermist. A friend of mine recommended him, telling me he would be a lot cheaper than an orthopedic surgeon. He does really lifelike work, apparently. And because my daughter is scouring eBay and the rest of the internet for a new leg (you try it and see how hard it is), I thought I could put the two in touch and maybe earn a commission from both of them. Commercial minded, that’s me. Read more…

Deep freeze the bogroll Mavis, we’re having a Dorset Naga!

November 25, 2009 1 comment

Some chillis, yesterday.

Chillies. Chilis. Chiles. The ultimate show-off ingredient. How often have you been out for a Ruby when one of the group you are with looks at the menu, sees Vindaloo and complains slightly loudly that they’d like something a lot hotter? It hasn’t happened to you? Well I have experienced this form of dick-swinging–and have then watched the dick-swinger being humbled–and I mean properly humbled by something so hot that it is akin to battery acid, only not as light, delicate and refreshing. Tosser. Read more…

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Chicken Piri Piri MY way.

November 9, 2009 4 comments

Take one cat and set it amongst some pigeons. For that is what this recipe will do as up to two people, yes, two people will write in and tell me “No way, that’s not how you do Piri Piri Chicken!” Well, in this house it is how I do Piri Piri Chicken. There are other ways too, but for me this way is fur-lined, double padded with sprinkings of bliss and happiness. Read more…