Easy 10
Brain dead MUG SHEEP
Cob Report.
I went to the 'pick your own' yesterday, you know, the one by the garden centres near Durrington. As I ambled through the fields, I snaffled a bag of Victoria PLUMS, half a punnet of raspberries, half a punnet of strawberries, a couple of red onions and a couple of normal onions (physically and brutally uprooted from the ground with my very own HAND). But bestest of all was the SWEETCORN. I wandered deep into a field of 8ft high cornplants, twisted off half a dozen decent sized COBS, stripped off the green leafy bits, and was delighted to be charged a mere 30 pence for each one (its £1.99 for TWO in Tesco, and they're nowhere NEAR the size of these beauties I can tell you).
Once home, these were duley wrapped in bacofoil with a KNOB of butter and a slight sprinkling of paprika. After 20 minutes on my barbecue, they were stripped of their bacofoil coat, thus revealing themselves in all their tantilising, glistening, deeply golden, buttery glory. Within minutes they were skewered, salted and on their way down to my lower intestines, having been throughly masticated on the way. Absolutely DELICIOUS. There is something infinitely satisfying in eating something so fresh that it was literally still growing in a field a mere couple of HOURS ago. Pick Your Own absolutely rocks.
The Jolly Green Giant can DO one.
I went to the 'pick your own' yesterday, you know, the one by the garden centres near Durrington. As I ambled through the fields, I snaffled a bag of Victoria PLUMS, half a punnet of raspberries, half a punnet of strawberries, a couple of red onions and a couple of normal onions (physically and brutally uprooted from the ground with my very own HAND). But bestest of all was the SWEETCORN. I wandered deep into a field of 8ft high cornplants, twisted off half a dozen decent sized COBS, stripped off the green leafy bits, and was delighted to be charged a mere 30 pence for each one (its £1.99 for TWO in Tesco, and they're nowhere NEAR the size of these beauties I can tell you).
Once home, these were duley wrapped in bacofoil with a KNOB of butter and a slight sprinkling of paprika. After 20 minutes on my barbecue, they were stripped of their bacofoil coat, thus revealing themselves in all their tantilising, glistening, deeply golden, buttery glory. Within minutes they were skewered, salted and on their way down to my lower intestines, having been throughly masticated on the way. Absolutely DELICIOUS. There is something infinitely satisfying in eating something so fresh that it was literally still growing in a field a mere couple of HOURS ago. Pick Your Own absolutely rocks.
The Jolly Green Giant can DO one.