I just made flapjacks. Coconut, cranberry and chocolate, to be precise. They are currently cooling before Sam and Toby devour the entire tray in one ravenous, slobbering bite, getting crumbs all down their tops and around their mouth and then collapsing in a sugary heap and groaning through buttery chops why there isn't any more. Earlier Sam and I cooked Salmon in the George Foreman grill. It's so useful, and Toby had thrown it in the recycling, purely because it was dirty! how lazy is that?! I told him 'No, I will clean it, and we keep it yeah?' deal. Silly. So we wanted to do salmon not the normal way (which is garlic, chilli, ginger, soy sauce and honey) and so just did it straight up, and then added a pre-bought salsa dip containing beans, tomatoes and chilli, and I heated it and added a few toasted pumpkin seeds (which I toast to garnish the pumpkin soup with) and we had it with some steamed veg, it was really tasty. The salmon was perfect. Definitely getting a George Foreman for our own flat.
