I seem to be having some issues today.
eggs, milk, cream and a very unruly leek are involved…as well as my sanity.
When you start talking to your cat in a British accent, almost set the house on fire and get egg yolks in places egg yolks should never, ever (ever) be….you know you have a problem.
Let’s just say at a time like this, I’m channeling my inner Nigella Lawson and anxiously cracking the oven door open every forty two seconds to make sure all, in fact, is not lost.
…I’m working on a new recipe….I’ll have it for you tomorrow. If my oven is still standing.
over and out.
send help…and chocolate.