As in I wouldn't be arsed

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Wed 9 Mar 2011, 20:55, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

It really wasn't much effort
Flatten chicken breast, put spoonful of goats cheese and spoonful of honey on and sprinkle with herbs, roll up, lay out pancetta, roll chicken up in pancetta.

Chop leek and mushroom, put leek in boiling water for a couple of minutes and then rinse with cold, put both in bottom of bowl and dollop cheese and cream and mustard on, sprinkle a little cheddar on, put chicken breast thingy on top, in the oven. Took maybe 10 minutes tops to prep and 25 minutes in the oven.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Wed 9 Mar 2011, 21:00, Reply)

This is the key, isn't it.
A little effort goes a long way. I am so glad I shifted my reliance on ready meals. I'm rather smug about it too. I don't make my own croissants though.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Wed 9 Mar 2011, 21:01, Reply)

Can't underestimate the seasoning that smugness adds to a meal

( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Wed 9 Mar 2011, 21:03, Reply)

It's like umami for the soul.

( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Wed 9 Mar 2011, 21:05, Reply)

This sounds like the sequel to "Eat, Pray, Love"

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Wed 9 Mar 2011, 21:06, Reply)

I'm just getting to the point where I'm prepared to just throw some things together
and it's even more rewarding. Mind you, the amount of cream I use it bloody should be.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Wed 9 Mar 2011, 21:17, Reply)