The Here & Now.

Cooking is just not going to happen tonight, let's be honest.

You know how much I love to order takeaway food online. And how it appears, magically.

Well, I just found my favourite site. Just Eat lets you punch in your postcode and shows you the restaurants in your area you can order from - online. Not only that, but it does this weird automatic connect thing with an animation that somehow gives me more faith that my food will actually arrive. They even give you an estimated delivery time. Bonus points for real food coming soon possibilty is someone phoned me, from the website, to confirm my address.

Okay, it's a bit random looking as website design goes. But there is now curry on its way, with beer, and my favourite pizza place is on there. I am happy.

It's not Deliverance, but to be honest, everything I've ordered from there arrives lukewarm and soggy. No matter what it is. That's no good.

Root vegetable ruminations

My oven has packed up. In particular, it seems to be the element that is no longer working.

Late November is not the time for no working oven. Why couldn't this have happened in July?

Anyway, of course I am also buried in root vegetables from my vegbox. Hilariously there's a little flyer in my box this week on what to do with kale. The other week I tried to saute some black kale... their description of this variety is: 'strong and robust texture'. So basically the vegetable equivalent of steel wool.

I am drowning in carrots and potatoes. Sounds like a stew is required....

The Burrito Search

So far, best of the lot has been Wahaca. More proper Mexican and less Mission-style, but still good. Despite slightly random service and antiseptic Wagamama-style seating. Here is the last churro, about to be disappeared:

And the matchbook replacement, in our non-smoking city, contains jalapeno seeds, ready to plant:

Gus got a hair cut

Flood, eyeliner and a return to knerdness

Ah yes. We awoke this moring to our neighbour's hot water heart contents emptying through a crack in our living room ceiling. At 6am. And I might mention this was the neighbour two floors up - our directly upstairs neighbours had their ceiling cave in.

After much mopping, we went back to bed. Now I should eat. And I should practise. But I'd much rather lie in bed and read all day.

This afternoon I need to hunt for the perfect black liquid eyeliner... I've tried No.7, Dr Hauschka and MAC gel liner. Not thrilled with any of it.

And, I've started knitting again. I broke down and bought the Kim Hargreaves book, and I'm halfway through this Kidsilk Aura jumper. It's going well, I've done this kind of raglan join before, so I suspect it will work out okay in the end.

But at the moment I'm freezing and don't have a decent scarf. And my husband's head is cold. What a predicament for a knitter.