Not quite Jamie’s kitchen

Just now I cooked a meal for the first time in almost two years. (Instant noo­dles not counted).

Cook­ing for some­one else is always a treat. You take a lit­tle more care in prepar­ing the stuff. If I were to cook for myself… actu­ally, I wouldn’t. Unlike this chef and his one man three egg tuna omelette.

My tim­ing was off, and I over­cooked the pasta. The last time I made this dish was in 2000, in Syd­ney. Then, I was quick off the mark, jug­gling the chop­ping and cut­ting, sautee­ing and boil­ing, so every­thing came together in a flour­ish in under 25 minutes.

Every­thing did come together in under 25 min­utes this time round too, just that the sauce was a lit­tle under­done, not salty enough, bacon not crisp enough, and there wasn’t any fresh herbs in the kitchen.

Still, my Scrab­ble mate fin­ished her por­tion, which was prob­a­bly the biggest meal she’s had all month. I am flat­tered. But I need to prac­tice cook­ing more to get up to scratch.

Upside down water. Hol­land Vil­lage Food Court