Look at all those imperfect footprints made by imperfect feet. The foot felt unclean by being so near to so many imperfect impressions. The foot had to go home and bathe.
The feet cooked up some cornish game hens last Sunday. Surprisingly (or maybe not) they tasted a lot like chicken. The feet made stock from the carcasses. Celery, onions, carrots, garlic cloves, 2 bay leaves, and thyme. Boil and then simmer for 3 hours. It makes about 4 litres of stock.
Here is the foot with its perfect creation.
Made some tea biscuits today. Cheesy tea biscuits. The tea biscuits look almost as perfect as the foot.
1 comment:
putting your foot on the kitchen countertop does not rule. that's disgusting.
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