Chilli Beans with Sausage & Chips

The beans were the highlight of this meal. Another old family staple, created by my dad as a student and usually enjoyed with bangers and mash, but when Pete is given access to the oven, he likes to treat the potatoes as chips. The sausages were something from Morrisons' Best range, and very nice too. All that I have said about non-organic meat is moot when it comes to sausages. Meat moot. I like that.

Bernard had a finger food tea: chunks of sweet potato, fingers of grilled chicken, and tartines of buttered organic baguette. He didn't eat much, because he's had an exciting day and not enough naps, but studied everything hard and wiped it around his tray. I gave him some jarfood pudding, which has reappeared in vomit format several times this evening.

Sausage and Chips

Chips have become something of an UborkaHaza standard lately. I peel the spuds in the afternoon and leave them in a bowl of water, which soaks some of the starch out. Pete coats them in oil and cooks them in the oven at 200, along with the sausages or pie or whatever I found in the freezer the day before.

Tonight it was Sainsbury's Taste The Difference British Pork Sausages with Caramelised Onion, which is a lot of capital letters for one packet of bangers. They were nice, but the sicilian ones we had last week were better. They were served with organic carrots, peas and gravy.

Earlier, Bernard and I had a strong disagreement about whether or not he would eat his chicken. He wore most of it, and then sweetly scoffed all of his pureed fruit compote for pudding. I don't know whether this should be discouraged or not; I don't want him to be hungry.