Following on from the weekend’s ‘Typhoon’, today’s weather didn’t know whether it was coming or going. A severe thunderstorm in the night, followed by glorious sunshine in the morning made choosing the day’s outfit just that little bit trickier than normal. My conservative choice of shorts, flip flops, and new garish Hawaiian parrot shirt were probably at least partially responsible for the rain storms later in the day, and I certainly got a few more strange looks than usual (which is saying something) on the train home ride.
This evening I set about attempting to make Cha Han by myself, using the recipe that Ben had so kindly taught me on Friday evening. Unfortunately things didn’t exactly get off to a flyer, as some Muppet (almost certainly me) had decided to switch the fridge back onto ‘Arctic’ setting, leaving me once again with a bowl of partially frozen rice. Unfortunately the temperatures were such that I also had a load of frozen eggs to deal with; as I had no intention of setting up a IVF clinic for chickens, I just had to get let them thaw a little, beat them into a yellowy pulp and hope that the extreme cold didn’t help the immunosuppressive powers of the salmonella virus. Fingers crossed.