It was too hot to cook . . .
It was too hot to play . . .
So I sat on the sofa,
just melting away.
Visions of cold food
swim in my head . . .
but
In truth I've no energy
I feel pretty dead.
No cooking happening here
not today
Tis far, far too hot,
and
I hope that's ok . . .
I'll return tomorrow
and hopefully I'll be
back in full form
and as fit as a flea!
Okay, so I am not a poet. But I am meltingly hot and lacking in energy. And I haven't cooked. And I probably won't cook. I'm sure you'll find something here that will tantalize your tastebuds even a tiny bit anyways. I promise to be back tomorrow with something new. Fingers Crossed.
Little Ginger Cheesecakes
Summer Fruit Salad
Clare College Mush
Lemon, Limoncello and Raspberry Syllabub
Poached Vanilla Apricots
Summer Berry and Lemon Tarts
Blueberry Bliss
Easy Berry Charlotte