Review of the Philips Jamie Oliver Home Cooker


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In 2 words, love it.

We have used it nearly we very time we have cooked over the last few weeks, and find it fabulous.  We have not used the grater, slicer component, jus the cooker and we have cooked curries, spag bog tonight, casseroles, soups, chicken cacciatore, roast potatoes and we just love it.

We love that you can brown the meat, cook the onion, then put the rest off the ingredients in the pan, put the lid on and we can finish working at the kitchen bench and it cooks by itself, no stirring, jus put the pasta on, Grumpy won’t let me put it in the cooker, and then tea is cooked.

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Today’s funny Monday 25th August 2013


Sack the Cook !

At last the true story of how it happened!

See, there has to be a rational explanation! Ha…….That’s what HE meant when he testified “I did NOT have SEX” with that woman!

Finally, the true story as told by Hillary to world leaders.

Some years ago President Clinton was hosting a state dinner when, at the last minute, his regular cook fell ill, and they had to get a replacement on short notice. The fellow arrived and turned out to be a very grubby-looking man
named Jon. The President voiced his concerns to his Chief of Staff but was told that this was the best they could do on such short notice. Just before the meal, the President noticed the cook sticking his finger in the soup to taste it and he again complained to the Chief Of Staff, but was told that this man was supposed to be a very good chef.

The meal went okay, but the President was sure that the soup tasted a little funny. By the time dessert came, he was starting to have stomach cramps and nausea. It was getting worse and worse until finally the President had to excuse himself from the dinner to look for the bathroom. Passing through the kitchen, he caught sight of the cook, Jon, scratching his rear end, which made him feel even worse. By now, the President was desperately ill with violent cramps and was so disorientated that he couldn’t remember which door led to the bathroom. He was on the verge of passing out from the pain when he finally found a door that opened.

As he unzipped his trousers and ran in, he realized to his horror that he had stumbled into Monica Lewinsky‘s office with his trousers around his knees.

As he was just about to pass out, she bent over and heard the President whisper in a barely audible voice, “Sack my cook.”

And that is how the whole misunderstanding occurred…..