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Shrove Tuesday

Yes, I know, it's been aaaaages!  I do apologise.  Moving countries has a way of disrupting blogging.  I will have to think of a new subtitle (suggestions on a postcard, please!) since this won't be a taste of Texas life any more, but I know some of my Texas friends will enjoy hearing about a taste of English life, and I hope the rest of you will too!

English countryside.

Settling back into your native country is not a particularly easy process, as we have found and many others we've spoken to have told us.  So I thought I'd try and make Shrove Tuesday a bit more of a celebration this year.

I kept the main course simple and nutritious - shallow-fried fish, stir-braised cabbage with cumin, and sweetcorn - so that we could gorge ourselves on the obligatory PANCAKES.  While I can make crepes if I have to, American-style pancakes are so much easier.  A huge plateful soon diminished, accompanied with warmed golden syrup, fresh blueberries, butter and yogurt.


I love the identical expressions!

mmmmmmm.....


And then it was time for the creative part!  Toby loves colouring and sticking now, so I cut out some Mardi Gras masks and we got busy decorating.  Some feathers and sequins might have been fun, too, but I think we made quite a good effort.  Once all the glitter glue was dry, I stapled them to straws for handles.

Deep concentration.

Modelling the results.

I spy with my little eye...


All decorated!

So that was our Pancake Day / Mardi Gras!  If you are keeping Lent, I hope it is going well.
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