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			Pulled pork was yumm-eh! 
Dad was watching the footie and I took him in a forkful to taste.  He does like that.  No more, just a sample. 
 
Afterwards, when we were watching the football together I said I had plenty of leftovers (of course I did!) and they were in the fridge.  He said, "Well, now I know what you mean [?!] I'd like some of that.  Can I reheat it in the microwave for dinner tomorrow?" 
 
So it might have been the way I described it which put him off the Father/ Daughter experience I was trying to engender...  NB he said that after he had had his shop-bought pasta bake.  So it wasn't prompted by hunger. 
 
I did not have such a great meal as it turns out. 
Hasselback Potatoes should be "seasoned".  Not being a big salt eater I declined to douse them in salt n pepper.  Instead went for a rarely used container in the cupboard called Season All.  But it didn't have a sprinkle top.  It had a free-for-all top.  My poor potatoes were smothered in the stuff!  Well, okay, not smothered, but I did not intend to put so much on. 
 
I also did not know how salty the blend was, or I would not have cooked them for 50 minutes; I'd have binned them there and then and cut some new ones   
It was an unpleasant surprise, when everything else was ready to dish up.  As I said, I do not generally add salt to anything (hard boiled eggs and chips excepted) so it hit my mouth like a big salty smack up the chops. 
 
Don't get me wrong, they were edible.  I polished them off.  But they were a disappointment when the texture and the crispness were just right (I made a low cal vesion with oil not butter and no cheese so I wasn't sure). 
 
But the sheer overwhelming flavour of the salt bled into the BBQ pork and made it less of a treat.  Which when it was eaten on its own, it was.  P'raps the fact I served up the pork in the oven-to-tableware I cooked the potatoes in was partly to blame.  WHAT?!  I didn't realise I'd salted them to buggery at that point!
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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