getting a punnet of cherries at a roadside stall, putting them on the passenger seat and then eating cherries whilst driving with the hood down on a beautiful day on country roads (and disposing of the stones by shooting them out of the car with a u-shaped tongue - but I wouldn't tell you that).
I can never see or eat a cherry without thinking about the series of posts that Katherine wrote here which started with a punnet of cherries and ended with a painting .
It was another of Katherine's posts a few days ago which pointed me in the direction of a recipe here on Cro Magnon Man's blog. It was for bread which looked rather tasty and easy to make. This evening I decided that I was going to have a dinner of fresh bread and cheese and tomato and lovely things like that. I make most of my own bread in Eagleton but I use a breadmaker. I got this one decidedly wrong. Firstly I made it a bit too moist and secondly I discovered that my oven's 200℃ and a real 200℃ are quite far apart. The bread tasted good but was decidedly overdone.
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