Freezer Pizza

We didn't feel like trying very hard. Or I didn't feel like it yesterday, and didn't put anything in the slow cooker. So we had frozen pizzas from Sainsbury/Pizza Express. They were nice, but I'm still hungry, which is odd considering how much I've eaten today. Including three macaroons.

Pizza Danese

Tonight we went wild and put blue cheese on the pizza. This week I assembled it, in the more traditional mozarella-underneath format. I'm sure you will agree that this is the correct way for a pizza to be arranged. Not like last week's.



Bernard, sporting magnificent bruise to the forehead, ate a reasonable amount of sweet potato with egg yolk and red leicester, followed by warmed, mashed banana with rhubarb and raspberry puree. The sweet potato was baked in the oven, and tasted absolutely gorgeous. I'll be doing more of that.

Mushroom & Pepperoni Pizza

We regularly make pizza, and it is always mushroom and pepperoni. Sometimes there is a sneaky sun-dried tomato or a splodge of blue cheese, but the main theme does not vary. Pete makes the base and I make the topping. Either of us does the assembly work. Tonight Pete assembled, and he likes to put some of the cheese on top, which I think makes it look less attractive. Doesn't stop it from being delicious, though.

Bernard hasn't eaten much today, but did make short work of a kiwi fruit at teatime.

Cheating, Twice

I completely forgot to blog last night's dinner, which was the regular Friday night habit of Waitrose ready-meal curry. That is, three Fridays in a row. I'm sure it will happen again, and I'll blog about it when it does.

Tonight was even cheatier, owing to me being too tired to do anything with the bacon that I got out of the freezer yesterday. We had a pizza from Dominos, who irked us somewhat by insisting that they don't do free delivery outside the town centre on orders under a tenner. This has never been a problem in the past, and we do eat a lot of pizza, so our loyalty to Dominos may be under some strain now.

It wasn't a bad pizza, though: pepperoni and mushroom, an UborkaHaza standard.

Meanwhile, Bernard has eaten well. He finished off Friday night's beef stew, pureed but not to a mush; and followed it with some random jar of Hipp Organic pudding. I am not so good with puddings, being a savoury preferring kinda girl, and the fruit'n'veg box doesn't come until Monday, so I do rely more on jars for puddings than for main courses. Bernard doesn't seem to mind. Yumyumyum, he says.