So Let Us Eat Cake...And Test This Bed All Night

Don’t worry, our columnist is cooking up some special treats as helping City Wife recover from her latest ‘medical procedure’ is on the menu

I ONCE dropped a sizzling lamb noisette on the floor. Yes, I know; embarrassing, not to mention clumsy. The incident occurred during my Domestic Science ‘O’ Level exam as I attempted to decant half a dozen deboned chops onto a serving plate. It was probably the exotic nature of the dish which distracted me. At that stage in my life I’d never eaten, let alone cooked, a recipe which encompassed garlic, rosemary and shiitake mushrooms. Anyway, amid the panic of stuffing the now dusty little blighter into the pocket of my cross stitch embroidered apron during a distraction (the examiner admonishing a fellow classmate for sipping cooking sherry), my choux buns languished in the oven for too long. No doubt their over-baked aura is the reason I’ve avoided cooking them ever since.