I get the feeling that this love heart, spotted in a local baker’s window conveys certain truths that it was not intended to convey.
I get the feeling that this love heart, spotted in a local baker’s window conveys certain truths that it was not intended to convey.
You know that English is not my first language, but I thought that when you buy something that the shop usually gives you a receipt and that the instructions regarding how to cook or bake something was a recipe.
You are right, Bro David in that nowadays when you buy something you get a receipt and when you cook you follow a recipe.
However, they come from the same word and it used to be that receipt was used for a list of cooking ingredients. See for example, Ladie Elynor Fettiplace’s Receipt Books, which I think Amazon still have in stock.
So, my use above is an archaic form of English.
Do you actually cook and eat reindeer? I would think with all the flying they do, the meat would be stringy and tough! 🙂 Seriously, though, can you buy deer at the butcher’s or do you have a friend who hunts?
Yes, reindeer steaks for Christmas meal. Very seasonal. Delicious too.
Any hunters around here would have to go quite a long way to bag a reindeer on the hills. (Finland?)
These came from my local supermarket, Lidl who, being a German company often have things that others couldn’t or wouldn’t sell. (Snow chains this week!)
We have reindeer in the Northern climbs of our continent, Canada and Alaska. They are mostly called Caribou here. People do hunt regular sorts of deer in the US. My mother in her later years, had a neighbor that would bring her a prepared haunch sometimes. She said it was ‘gamey, but not bad’ which one could only expect of wild animals. I love the fact that your supermarket sells snow chains. It’s always nice to have a supplier for the emergencies.
There is a Big Sing at St Saviour’s tonight at 7.30 pm More details on www.saint-saviour.org Not to be missed.
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