I have the lurgy. and to say I’m a bit miffed would be a huge understatement – as this has been a particularly gorgeous weekend, so sunny.. so summerlike. And I have been zombie like. All ideas of walks and trips out, and getting on with everything went away.. gah.
In an effort to cheer me up, and it did, himself organised a bonfire party. Just us three.
This is the perfect time of year for bonfire cooking. Too cold for a barbecue, but not too cold if you have a nice big bonfire to sit by. And it gets dark just about at tea time, and we prefer to light bonfires an hour or so before dusk, so as not to annoy the neighbours or smoke out our own washing.
We are only burning bits of twigs etc from our hedging efforts this year – anything of size goes in the log pile, or the bean pole pile, or the pea stick pile. It’s nice to get enjoyment and food out of it too.
We cooked sausages on forks, and bacon and sausages in our cast iron griddle pan (note the obligatory bit of ash to add that certain flavour), and ate it with cous cous and garlic bread (foiled wrapped also cooked on the fire), and then followed that with a lot of toasted marshmallows. yum