You may have missed my chubby face on your screen lately and worked out why. I've had a cold. But I upgraded to the fluey cold. And I just couldn't resist the optional extras, sinusitis and upset tum. So pretty much the four week package deal.
Which has meant on-offs of no make up, all-day PJs (or harem bottoms and top on a good day) - and slippers with everything.
On NYE I made a special effort. I got out of bed.
I threw my posh smoking dressing jacket over said PJs. Effortless chic.
On NYE I made a special effort. I got out of bed.
I threw my posh smoking dressing jacket over said PJs. Effortless chic.
I think you are getting the picture (or prefer not to!). None of the above has been photographable.
This fluey cold (which I've milked for maximum literary mileage here) took another casualty. Leslie's Mum's Rum Balls.
Leslie, lovely Hostess of the Humble Bungalow, posted her mother's rum ball recipe a year ago. I call them yummy rummies (see the play with words?); the recipe can be found via the link*.
I made them. I loved them. TP loved them. Son adored them. So this year I decided to surprise Son with more yummy rummies.
I'll make them for Christmas, thought I. Didn't feel well.
Then for my Family Gathering. Didn't feel well.
Maybe for NYE. Didn't feel well.
Yesterday, I enjoyed a tiny window in which I suddenly did feel well. So I raced into the kitchen to make Son's goodie surprise, and as soon they were done I placed a select few in a dish for TP and I to have with coffee. And these were photographable!
I took the photo. The phone rang. It was Son.
Have you just watched what I've been up to on CCTV, I jokingly asked.
I made them. I loved them. TP loved them. Son adored them. So this year I decided to surprise Son with more yummy rummies.
I'll make them for Christmas, thought I. Didn't feel well.
Then for my Family Gathering. Didn't feel well.
Maybe for NYE. Didn't feel well.
Yesterday, I enjoyed a tiny window in which I suddenly did feel well. So I raced into the kitchen to make Son's goodie surprise, and as soon they were done I placed a select few in a dish for TP and I to have with coffee. And these were photographable!
(I use my best rum from St Nicholas Abbey, Barbados)
I took the photo. The phone rang. It was Son.
Have you just watched what I've been up to on CCTV, I jokingly asked.
What bloomin' good timing on his part, for I was so spooked by the call I blurted out that I'd just made him some yummy rummies. Element of surprise, gone!
* The recipe calls for cane syrup, which must be a North American thing, so I use golden syrup which works just fine. And keeping it storecupboard, I use walnuts rather than pecans, but that's just semantics.
Please give these a go. They are easy to make and can be quickly rustled up as a treat for guests (or yourself!) or for a little pressie using store cupboard ingredients.
And they are truly yummy.
Thank you Leslie. Thank you, Leslie's Mum.
A la perchoine.
