Also note the extreme close-up of the pan. No rookie errors showing a rogue hob like last week. How many times has she mentioned her garden?
Jack Monroe #193 Mama, pass the UNICEF statistics and the Hansards!
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Also note the extreme close-up of the pan. No rookie errors showing a rogue hob like last week. How many times has she mentioned her garden?
This week have been feeding next door’s cat because they’ve gone to Southend (they’ve similarly aged children) so find it so odd she’s spending the end of half term creating slop... Their house is also packed with child/teen paraphernalia which makes Jackie’s weird grey gardens bungalow so much creepier.
Your neighbour has a rosemary bush that you would like a piece of and you need to know what the etiquette is. Were you suggesting stealing some? Why would you not just ask? Or are you suggesting that the neighbours are not friendly. Even though you have kindly allowed the community skip to be located on your drive for them to use. Even though they leave soap on your doorstep (for which I would be offended, are they trying to tell you something?)
I smell something and it ain't an overcooked cassoulet.
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Dunno why she doesn't do the thing she and she alone came up with in her maverick little science brain, and use tea.
Oh my god, it's totally grey gardens!! only infinitely less glamorous.
The chunks look suspiciously square, like they've been precut. You can tell she chopped the celery with a blunt knife though.I can think of nothing blander on this Earth than a slow cookered pot of root veg with some dried mixed herbs on top. She really hates flavour.
Probably smells similar though.
When you let down your fans with your manky old pans, that’s a moollllllle
Torturous! Ravenous! Loada piss!
I wonder if she is making up her own verses,
When I cook cassoulet
The cabal they all say
Where's the moleeeee?
When on Sundays I tweet
And give the cabal a treat
Where's the moleeee?
When the cassoulet's cooked
In the bin it is chucked
like my moleeee
Now the cabal all know
where my cooking does go
holy moleeee
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Jackfruit…for…..texture?
Jack totally is a one-woman Grey Gardens LARPer. But not in a good way. Worst Edie.
Slime is a texture too.
Maybe your rosemary died because you spent nearly two months living in a hotel, Jack? Just a thought.
Could she not of just made a nice ham salad?
Actually you know what it’s Jack isn’t it? Ignore me
If she made a salad, she'd have to start 3 days in advance, according to her del monte recipe.
Funnily enough I'm actually making a stew in a slow cooker as well. The main differences are that 1) I'm using left over fresh veg that would only get binned otherwise (and also, buying those pre chopped veg packs isn't actually cheaper) 2) I know how to use a slow cooker in a way that doesn't result in brown goo and 3) It's got beef in it. I don't feel the need to say that I'm 90% vegan because of that.
In other cookery news, I did actually try that idea of using Red Bull instead of honey in a sweet and sour thing. It wasn't vile, but I dont think I'll do it again.
In other cookery news, I did actually try that idea of using Red Bull instead of honey in a sweet and sour thing. It wasn't vile, but I dont think I'll do it again.
It's BAFTA day and the C4 news are nominated.
Is there such a thing as a thot cassulet shot?
Is there such a thing as a thot cassulet shot?
Yet more evidence Jack is actually an elderly lady, and prepares meals for when she removes her dentures.
A sandwich could also be nice. Imagine. A sandwich.
Wow, I just googled it and over £15 000 raised in 2018 and still no book.
I've seen a lot of people try to monetise their mental health struggles on the back of their blog. A good friend of mine had a book published (by a publisher specialising in mental health) but never crowdfunded or ripped people off. Someone else I know is in the process of researching and publishing a book on an unusual sleep disorder we both share.
£15 000 is a hell of a lot of money to have gone walkabout.
I have been pondering on those train conversations Jack supposedly had with SB and comparing them with conversations I had with my children and now grandchildren on trains.
These usually go “take your feet off of the seats, sit down, don’t lick that, don’t pick your nose”. Sometimes “look cows” never once have we discussed important world issues. Jack seems to want people to think of SB as a child prodigy and a toddler at the same time. Make it make sense.
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