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Jul. 18th, 2008 05:36 pmI have some fascinating posts for my Food History blog, but the server and WordPress are both being updated so I can't get to it. This dosn't stop me celebrating the nature of the posts, because while I was researching food for the ill, I found a 19th century recipe for cheap coffee (coffee for the not-well-heeled, not bad coffee). I plan to boil some up tonight and tomorrow night and have adults' coffee for two days then children's coffee for one. Or I could just have adults' cofee for one morning (it gets left overnight to make it 'clear and bright') and give it up as too much effort. Anyhow, I'll blog the experience on my food blog once it gets returned to me.
It's about 6 degrees outside now and the weather report is being determinedly optimistic and saying that overnight will be a sultry one degree. My body is predicting the negatives and is telling me to put the heater on high right now. I think I shall ignore the Bureau of Meteorology, put the heater right up high, and make ginger tea (ordinary tea is out because my trip to get milk today was foiled by the weather - one does not go out in this weather if one is not yet over one's virus - and yes, I'm using the third person because I've been reading too many nineteenth century cookbooks). The only thing can save save the BOM from being wrong is snow, which isn't imposssible, since today's cold is exceedingly damp.
My useful tip for the day is that those with scorbutic tendencies should - according to Charles Elme Francatelli, onetime Chief Cook to Queen Victoria - avoid pickled cabbage and stick to interesting recipes made using the fresh stuff.
My less useful tip is that the problem with having a warm bath to solve cold that eats away the bones is what happens when you gets out of it.
It's about 6 degrees outside now and the weather report is being determinedly optimistic and saying that overnight will be a sultry one degree. My body is predicting the negatives and is telling me to put the heater on high right now. I think I shall ignore the Bureau of Meteorology, put the heater right up high, and make ginger tea (ordinary tea is out because my trip to get milk today was foiled by the weather - one does not go out in this weather if one is not yet over one's virus - and yes, I'm using the third person because I've been reading too many nineteenth century cookbooks). The only thing can save save the BOM from being wrong is snow, which isn't imposssible, since today's cold is exceedingly damp.
My useful tip for the day is that those with scorbutic tendencies should - according to Charles Elme Francatelli, onetime Chief Cook to Queen Victoria - avoid pickled cabbage and stick to interesting recipes made using the fresh stuff.
My less useful tip is that the problem with having a warm bath to solve cold that eats away the bones is what happens when you gets out of it.