saxonaxe
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Decided to dig out a Slow Cooker, a present from my Daughter in law who is convinced my lack of cooking skills will be the death of me one day.
Ha! No problem, a veg pack, chopped Tomatoes, little Spuds and Chicken fillets that I've diced up and the magic mix in a packet by Mr Colman...Chucked it all in the pot and in a moment of madness, I found a tube of Garlic Puree in the cupboard. It's been there a while and felt quite hard.....
Take the top off and squeeze...Nothing...squeeze harder...a bit harder...Blurt!! Too late, half a tube in the pot. Never mind I quite like Garlic.
Switched the cooker on and already the place smells like a French Cafe ! All I need is someone smoking Gauloises and playing the Accordian and you could call me Pierre...
Ha! No problem, a veg pack, chopped Tomatoes, little Spuds and Chicken fillets that I've diced up and the magic mix in a packet by Mr Colman...Chucked it all in the pot and in a moment of madness, I found a tube of Garlic Puree in the cupboard. It's been there a while and felt quite hard.....
Take the top off and squeeze...Nothing...squeeze harder...a bit harder...Blurt!! Too late, half a tube in the pot. Never mind I quite like Garlic.
Switched the cooker on and already the place smells like a French Cafe ! All I need is someone smoking Gauloises and playing the Accordian and you could call me Pierre...