Sunday 13 December 2009

A proper mother always gives her children a healthy, home-cooked meal.

L's friend D came round for some lunch today.  I made a big pasta bake; with a proper soffrito (ooh, get me) and everything.

Then I overheard this conversation:

D:  L, do you like pasta?
L:  I like it at nursery but I don't like it at home.

Beans on toast for supper.

3 comments:

  1. The one thing my boys are the most excited about regarding moving back to the UK is getting beans on toast. No baked beans here. We have MISSED them!

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  2. Sometimes baked beans are the food of gods. My boys each more variation than they used to, plus they eat stuff for others they wouldnt touch for me!!

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  3. *Dribbles over the thought of beans on toast.. Going to have to have some for my lunch! :)

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