If you do then I will be fascinated to hear the report!Lard definitely has its place.....just not in gravy.
My late grandmother used to roast her potatoes in it, I prefer beef dripping. Hiwever with lard my Nan used to add her saved fat which had a lot of flavour.
I have lard in the fridge but no baking spread or I might consider taking one for the team and making the horrific sounding gravy.
Not going to share every grim detail? Dear heart, you simply cannot help yourself. We're going to get a blow-by-blow account of every cough and variation of each tenth of a degree in temperature, not to mention hourly exaggerations about how severely ill she is and nobody has ever contracted such a terrible case of coronavirus.
Armpit?Where did she stick the probe to get that temperature reading though
Chuffing hell. What a Nasty piece of work you are jackolieo. Toppytipping posting things that were never delivered. Making unnecessary shopping trips. I still don’t believe a word she says. Entertaining but not. She is dangerous.I don't wish her ill health but I remain sceptical and posting a pic of her temp is absolutely pathetic
Sounds like Louisa is the nurse then. And possibly the target of Jack's fury too....
I remembered that we had lard at home when I was small but couldn’t remember why. But this has reminded me. It was for pastry (and greasing tins). But my mum hasn’t used it for years and she never put it near gravy (and she was a Bisto lady so she wasn’t a gravy perfectionist by any means!)I'm in the middle of doing it now.
I imagine her to be a very difficult patient so the sarcasm will be to soften the blow. Christmas week nursing a total whinge bag. I'm saying that I do hope she gets well soon and it's back to slugging slop in no time.So LC’s “positive rest, happy birthday to me” tweet was in fact, sarcastic?
OMG - THE POUR!!!!!! My eyes, my eyes aaaaaargh@MancBee
The house smells like the funeral home where I saw my Dad before we screwed the lid on the box.
He WAS dead, we didn't just bury him for shits and giggles.
The dog left the kitchen and he sticks to me like a conjoined twin when I'm cooking
It tastes very salty, slightly sweet but surprisingly un-oniony.
Like herbs in hot water with half a tsp of sugar.
It leaves a greasy residue on your lips, like being kissed by someone wearing chapstick.
It needs some cornflour to thicken it but that will do nothing to improve the flavour.
Ten out of Ten will never do it again.
I had the lard because I got it into my head last week to make seed-filled 'Fat Balls' for the birds last week.I remembered that we had lard at home when I was small but couldn’t remember why. But this has reminded me. It was for pastry (and greasing tins). But my mum hasn’t used it for years and she never put it near gravy (and she was a Bisto lady so she wasn’t a gravy perfectionist by any means!)
Surely there is every point in working out where it came from?I don't wish her ill health but I remain sceptical and posting a pic of her temp is absolutely pathetic
Sounds like Louisa is the nurse then. And possibly the target of Jack's fury too....