tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9131437806320217362024-03-05T13:01:45.995+00:00GreedybotsMimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.comBlogger89125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-20735367637589784702021-08-10T19:47:00.000+01:002021-08-10T19:47:00.200+01:00By: Mrs RobotSo… we're still here. It's been over a year since my last post. And we didn't get the ’rona, or have to rely on our precooked meals because we were poorly, which was great. I honestly didn't think it had been so long since I'd last posted, but I guess this had better be some sort of retrospective. I'm going to split this into two posts, one for us at home and one for food cooked by Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-46949676322444516792020-04-03T18:31:00.000+01:002020-04-03T18:31:05.191+01:00Quarantine cuisine
By Mrs Robot
I guess we’re not going to be able to avoid updating this blog while we’re on lockdown, eh? To be honest, being shut up at home isn’t having too detrimental effect on our diets. Because of how we shop – milk from the milkman, organic vegbox from Riverford, meat, fish and cheese from Walter Rose – we haven’t yet encountered any difficulties in getting our usual fresh foods,Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-688317182884039702020-01-14T09:22:00.000+00:002020-01-14T09:22:26.616+00:00Burmese Mutton Puffs
By: Mrs Robot
Ooops, Christmas came and went with no Greedybots. (In case you’re wondering, this year’s trifle was inspired apple crumble, with lightly poached apples, brandy and cinnamon cake in the base, custard, whipped cream and then crumble fragments on top.) BUT you’re getting a post in January, and you had to wait till February last year so…
We’ve accumulated many cookbooks over the Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-22074401124978479122019-10-02T19:44:00.000+01:002019-10-02T19:44:02.373+01:00Bar du Boucher, Bordeaux
By: Mrs Robot
Ever have one of those days when the weather seems to be against you? We had one in Bordeaux; it was chucking down. But in the end we had the last laugh, as it drove us into a little bar we'd probably otherwise not have gone into. We love a bit of rock music, but on holiday tend to look for somewhere a little more traditional feeling, and in Bordeaux we'd been looking for the Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-57943417375204331302019-09-29T19:06:00.000+01:002019-09-29T19:06:15.311+01:00Voila, le French Taco
By: Mrs Robot
Ah, la belle France! Home of the finest cuisine. So as our wedding anniversary holiday this year was to Bordeaux, it was only natural that we should seek out the French Taco.
Wait, wut?
I completely blame this article in The Guardian. Usually we avoid junk food places on holiday as possibly not very local, and the Bordeaux branch of O'Tacos is a reasonable distance from the Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-8697076170281567232019-08-14T21:02:00.001+01:002019-08-14T21:02:35.157+01:00Still greedy...
By: Mrs Robot
Even when our appetites for blogging wane, our appetites for food do not! We've new cookbooks to talk about, and lovely food to share. I shall whet your appetite – and hopefully summon the spirit of my blogging passion – with this little shot of today's lunch. Ma po tofu with rice for me (though I couldn't identify any meat in it, and usually I'd expect pork) and braised beef in Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-22351354324386842182019-02-27T09:05:00.001+00:002019-02-27T09:05:22.897+00:00Lunch at Chez Dominique, Bath
By: Mrs Robot
Yesterday was my birthday (45 – might not be a 'big one' but it certainly feels big enough) so Mr Robot took me to Chez Dominique in Bath for lunch. Usually we go out in the evening for birthdays, but my workplace gives us our birthdays off so I'd booked a salon appointment in town that morning and we decided to make it a lunch date instead. Chez Dominique's a la carte menu is Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-11559999996276357712019-02-18T09:35:00.001+00:002019-02-18T09:35:56.062+00:00Telling porky pies
By: Mrs Robot
I had my first-ever go at making hot water pastry over the weekend. Mr Robot got me a 'Simple Simon' pie mould* for Christmas and I finally got round to testing it out. The mould is cunning because you can rearrange the dividers to make one big pie, six little ones, or all sorts of configurations in between.
I followed the recipe in the Ginger Pig Farmhouse Cookbook. I was a Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-56352688226319738382018-10-28T15:41:00.002+00:002018-10-28T15:41:54.915+00:00Our Thadingyut meal
By: Mrs Robot
We do a meal for Thadingyut each year. We started after visiting my grandfather McDonald's home town in Burma/Myanmar at Thadingyut some years back. We don't celebrate it in any traditional or religious way, we just cook Burmese food for it. (I guess in that way it's like our Christmas, which we also mark but not in any religious fashion.)
In previous years we've madeMimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-88011811589880369342018-08-14T09:31:00.000+01:002018-08-14T09:32:12.384+01:00Cat Bento!
By: Mrs Robot
Working on games magazines for a living, I am surrounded by people who really love all things Japanese. And several of my favourite foodies are likewise obsessed with the place. Me? I'd love to go, though other places always seem to bump it from my travel list, and when it comes to cooking the food looks so elaborate. As much as I admire the precision and artistry involved,Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-90874986909349126212018-07-04T09:19:00.002+01:002018-07-04T09:33:41.808+01:00Yak Yeti Yak - I'll be back!
By: Mrs Robot
Last night I went with a few friends to Yak Yeti Yak, Bath's Nepalese restaurant. I'd been years ago and had liked it but not felt it was anywhere to rave about. Perhaps their food has changed in the intervening years, or perhaps I have, but last night's meal was excellent and has left me keen to go back with Mr Robot at some point.
The setting is lovely, in a little basement inMimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-45319332082573913542018-05-20T16:26:00.001+01:002018-05-20T16:26:29.717+01:00Zero dim sum gameBy: Mrs RobotSoooooo many good food things that I haven't told you about, from our trip to India to Mr Robot's birthday dinner at Henry's restaurant in Bath. So I am breaking my duck with a quick shot of today's lunch. The prawn and chive parcels are taken directly from Helen and Lisa Tse's book Dim Sum: Small Bites Made Easy, and the spring rolls are based on their recipe - s I didn't have Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-42264546173105958552018-01-02T09:10:00.001+00:002018-01-02T09:10:31.289+00:00Tasty New Year
By: Mrs Robot
And back to work we go! Back to work, with resolutions to be a bit less fat in 2018 than in 2017. But yesterday we had a day for one more slap-up meal. I was really in the mood for spice, as between Christmas and yesterday we'd kept things fairly British. We'd had roast turkey for Christmas, home-cooked ham, and roast beef, with leftovers of the three used in all sorts of ways,Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-62566811009165308742017-12-29T14:10:00.000+00:002017-12-29T14:12:27.932+00:00Talking turkey
By: Mrs Robot
We had turkey for Christmas dinner this year.
"Yeah, yeah," you say, "everyone has turkey at Christmas." But we usually have goose, so this was a bit of a departure for us.
We also often have visitors on either Christmas Day or Boxing Day, but this time it was just the two of us (plus two greedy cats). It made the whole thing much more relaxed than usual. Mr Robot took over Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-92090466676616449122017-10-31T09:14:00.002+00:002017-10-31T09:14:49.123+00:00Hari Ghotra at Walter Rose
By: Mrs Robot
Chef Hari Ghotra was at our butcher, Walter Rose, last Saturday promoting her book Easy Indian. We had to go and get our weekly shop anyhow, so stopped and had a chat. She was really friendly, and the chicken dish she was cooking smelled amazing, though we didn't stick around long enough to try any of it as we thought it would be rude to monopolise her time.
We'll review the Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-49526600479400563902017-07-25T00:26:00.002+01:002017-07-25T00:26:49.688+01:00Rangoonies (never say die*)
By: Mr Robot
It's been a busy, exciting time at Casa Robot lately. The other weekend for example we had the great joy of heading to London for a Rangoon Sisters Burmese supper club.
We've been Twitterchums with them for a few years so I'm not going to pretend to be objective here - best consider this more an extended gloat than a review - but while it was lovely to meet up with them, I can Mr Robothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01557342400795494025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-12129443316057354392017-06-15T00:05:00.001+01:002017-06-15T00:05:58.881+01:00Viva La Revolution
By: Mr Robot
No better welcome
A couple of weeks ago we were lucky enough to get into a pre-opening night for the Bath branch of Omar Allibhoy's Tapas Revolution (the only time an email subscription has ever proved worthwhile, I might add).
Effectively a dress rehearsal for the staff, we were warned it may not be entirely perfect and in exchange given a frankly ludicrous discount, Mr Robothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01557342400795494025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-14760829860367329092017-05-22T22:01:00.005+01:002017-05-22T23:29:09.562+01:00A Simple Week
by: Mr Robot
I know we're extremely late to this party but earlier in the year we finally picked up a copy of Simple by Diana Henry, which is every bit as good as everyone says it is. Normally I'll pick one or two recipes to start with and slowly expand from there, but with Simple that was a hopeless task so in the end I had no choice but to devote a whole week to the thing.
So Mr Robothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01557342400795494025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-11610717817763469432017-04-23T18:42:00.001+01:002017-04-23T18:42:42.545+01:00Something fresh!
By: Mrs Robot
We're still around and still cooking - but as it's been three months since I last posted anything, I thought I'd better put something up. Anything.
It's been culinary sadtimes in the House of Robots, as our beloved butcher has closed its Trowbridge branch. We always thought it was a bit odd that a butcher as prestigious as Walter Rose had their second store in Trow, and over Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-42042184326142728492017-01-15T09:14:00.000+00:002017-01-15T09:14:41.467+00:00A Mumbai feastIt's a while after new year, but I thought I'd write about our New Year's Day meal anyway. (Didn't want to do another post too soon after Mr Robot's last one, you might have run away in shock at two in a week.)
Mr Robot gave me a couple of cookbooks for Christmas: Mr Todiwala's Bombay, by Cyrus Todiwala, and Fortnum and Mason: The Cook Book. I don't know if I'd have picked up the Todiwala book Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-46509645129684332492016-12-31T20:40:00.001+00:002016-12-31T20:40:05.538+00:00Festive Ramen
by: Mr Robot
Christmas in a bowl
Most years we have a goose around Christmas - generally on one of the subsidiary days when we have friends over, because a whole goose for two would just be ridiculously extravagant. This year, however, we decided to go all out and keep Goosey to ourselves, not least because I had this follow-up dish in mind.
I don't know about you, but get l sick of quick &Mr Robothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01557342400795494025noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-86063460896734385352016-12-21T00:17:00.000+00:002016-12-21T00:17:22.851+00:00'tis the season to be soppy
My happy place
by: Mr Robot
I think it's fair to say 2016 has been a bit of a stinker in many ways, so as I'm sat here reflecting and, to be entirely honest, have had a few, I thought it worthwhile remembering and thanking those who've improved and enriched my life over the last 12 months or so.
First off Tim Hayward, who I only really came across through the BBC's Kitchen Cabinet but have Mr Robothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01557342400795494025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-57084653925110717502016-08-13T17:05:00.001+01:002016-08-13T17:06:29.153+01:00Retro Recipe: German onion tart
By: Mrs Robot
In my adventures in vintage, I rarely make it as far as the 1980s. However, it's a jolly interesting decade food-wise, and the recent BBC documentary series The 80s With Dominic Sandbrook made me reach for one of our inherited cookbooks, Mary Berry's Complete Television Cookbook. Sandbrook went on and on about Delia Smith in the first programme in the series, but we're Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-33025832862024055392016-07-27T17:41:00.001+01:002016-07-27T17:41:18.560+01:00Still eating salads
By: Mrs Rabbit Robot
I said I was going to make a conscious effort to eat more salads, and so far I've managed it. I think the major revelation for me on my veggie-munching mission so far is that I don't have to eat lettuce. Lettuce was pretty much the base ingredient for every salad I had growing up, and I'm not massively fond of it, so allowing myself to ditch the stuff has made Project Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913143780632021736.post-31456646060650711082016-07-17T14:30:00.002+01:002016-07-17T14:30:42.124+01:00Retro recipe: Russian saladBy: Mrs Robot
Growing up, I didn't know a single kid who liked salad, because if you were British, working class and growing up in the 1970s and early 1980s, salad meant lettuce, cucumber and tomato, maybe radishes if you were lucky, all sitting sliced and separate on a plate. As for dressing, salad cream was your lot. This is, of course, a generalisation. Mr Robot's mum was working class but Mimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01578612522819952936noreply@blogger.com6