Thanks a lot, so-called General "Flynn," if that's your real name, which we doubt. Thanks to you and the Russians we're entering a new Ice Age and no, this isn't Oymyakon, it's rural Texas and there's ice on the rig.
In fact there's snow, drifting wildly against Blue Icebreaker's leash on the front office porch. I know, it's badly in need of paint and that should have happened by now; who knows, maybe it'll all be over by Spring. In the meanwhile, c'mon, Lupe, finish the job.
Ice, paint and snow aside, there's a roast in the oven and Yorkshire Pudding batter chilling in the fridge. Our plan is to eat like warriors. But in the meanwhile, where's that good old Global Warming?
Have a blessed and happy New Year.
Rave on,
LSP
4 comments:
The question is: Will your Yorkshire pudding be as gorgeous as mine? Probably - since you're the master. The resting in the fridge is key.
Blue Ice-melt will do fine in this weather.
Your YPs looked perfect!
This batch was pretty much on a par, though I'm annoyed at the pics, which don't do justice. Still, light, big and really tasty.
I had the batter in the fridge for a good 40 mins+ and it met a super hot tin at 425, so...
Blue Beggar didn't understand why he didn't get any. "No. This is human food."
We had a roast at Christmas but were both sick and so sadly did not do a Yorkshire pudding. Happy New Year, LSP!
Sorry you were sick but happy New Year, Borepatch!
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