Hugh Paxton’s Blog got this latest Gordon Ramsey photo from Namibian correspondent Leonie. The timing could not have been more perfect.
I decided that it might be fun to open a small cooking school this evening. Tacos. I selected the recipe because it involves lots of different things to chop, cheese to grate, a few things to fry, a jolly bit of mutual fixing and eating and mess and if it doesn’t work perfectly then at least everybody covers their shirts in salsa.
It started well! I taught the kids how to fry mince without setting fire to their hair. Or setting fire to the kitchen.
We moved to the chopping boards. Tomatoes, lettuce, fresh coriander, all lined up and they were dutifully chopped and I stepped back with a feeling of pride! Mince? Done! Nicely spiced!
Time for the avocado and, of course, the taco shells! The salsa!
Here was where I began to enter Gordon Ramsey territory. The Taco kit had vanished! My taco kit was there on my counter awaiting this culinary spectacular. It was! I put it there this morning! Gone!
My kitchen isn’t huge but it does have hiding spaces. And our maid, Khun Mee, likes to move things to make life interesting. My taco kit had gone walkabout.
I checked cupboard after cupboard but taco kit there wasn’t! I spent forty minutes trying to find the bloody thing! No joy!
Where the f****k and what the f?????k
And what the “f????” are you kids doing?
Making cheese sandwiches with freshly chopped tomatoes and lettuce. And raspberry jam. And peanut butter.
“Ah f***k” I’m going to fire her!”
I found the taco kit. It was behind the cornflakes. Khun Mee had assumed they were a breakfast cereal.
It was a useful discovery! I’d wondered where all our breakfast cereal had gone.
Over to Gordon!
From: Leonie Lubbe [mailto:email@example.com]
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Subject: Loving Gordon Ramsey this Morning!