Friday nights = Lazy nights

Friday tends to be our take out or random junk in front of the tv/computer night, and tonight was no exception. One of my childhood favourites was mayonnaise with fries from the local fast food van and I've never quite lost my hankering for them so this is loosely based on that.

• half a packet of potato wedges or 4 to 5 large potatos peeled and chopped into junks
• 2 tablespoons mayonaise
• half a teaspoon of a strong English mustard
• either 2 bacon rashers, fried or grilled til crispy and chopped into thin strips OR a good sprinkling of baco bits

Cook your potatos, mix the mayonaise and mustard together in a bowl and then add the cooked potatoes. Divide into two bowls and add the bacon and salt/pepper to taste. It makes perfect comfort food to be shared whilst snuggling up during the winter.

Simplicity = Heaven

Tonight was lazy food night. The night where you use up whatever is lurking in the larder to make fast but tasty food. We had sweet tomatoes chopped with chunks of feta cheese with french bread. Simple but heavenly. The salty cheese provided the perfect counterpoint to the sweetness of the tomatoes. 

Red Cabbage - Storecupboard

Whilst you SHOULD make your own, I admit to cheating these days. Given the amount of Polish goods being sold in the supermarkets, its far easier to buy it by the jar, especially if you eat as much of it as we do.

• Cheese and red cabbage toasties
  
• As a quick splash of colour and texture to a plate of roast meat
  
• As a topping for soups, particularly things like Borscht (the colours go perfectly together)
  
• Mixed into crunchy salads/salsas
  

I also admit to eating it out of the jar late at night when i need a snack.

Marmite Monster

Im a bit of a grazer, I like to snack, small meals offering different tastes are far better than one large plate of food. This in part is why I love tapas and mezes, the whole concept appeals to my snackling side.

Which brings me to Marmite, whilst I realise its an acquired taste and you could argue its colour and texture, not to mention the smell could be classed as offputting, to me, its childhood in a jar. Even when we lived in Germany, there was always marmite in the larder. When we traveled anywhere marmite sandwichs was always on the menu, not to mention the marmite and buttered toast before we even left home.

One of my favourite comfort come snackling food is a very simple marmite on toast with a fried egg splatted on top. When you cut into the egg and the yolk spills out intermingling with the marmite and the buttered toast, Im five again and sometimes thats no bad thing.