Dinner last night:
Inspired by this (courtesy of the not-so-naked Mr. Oliver):
OK, so Jamie’s had more practice than me and, apart from being attracted to anything that grows big and crispy in the oven, I had no idea what it was supposed to taste like (no, I have never eaten Yorkshire pudding. Blame my mother). I found the inside (aka non-crispy bits) pretty stodgy, but the philosophe said it was pretty close to what I was looking for. The crispy bits were good, as were the sausages – brand new championship boerewors – and of course I am now excited about all the other kinds of toads one can put in the holes: little onions? peppadews? Go sweet (it is, after all, a big pancake, right?): bananas. Bananas and nuts. Bananas and nuts and morsels of chocolate. Or citrus. With ice cream.
Next time I’ll also make sure the oil is REALLY hot before I put in the batter. I admit I was a little nervous about smoking-hot oil in the oven, so I erred on the side of caution. But I will perfect it yet.