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"GYPSY! DON'T EAT MY COOKBOOK!"

Let me make clear at the outset, that my heading is from a cry addressed to our Jack Russell terrier, ' Gypsy Rose ' (sometimes ' Gyppertiflibbet '), on the occasions when she has taken a liking to dining on a " livre de recettes ", usually the one that has just been purchased. Milady has quite a few of these volumes, some purchased merely to read and learn, others in the hope that her husband (myself) will be inspired to follow her example and maybe actually cook the evening meal once in a while, without recourse to constant questioning and panic when all appears to be descending into chaos and charcoal.   Gypsy pretending not to notice anything. For my part, I too, enjoy browsing through recipes from the likes of Rick Stein and Nigel Slater, but as yet have failed to rise to the challenge. I used to threaten my 'speciality'; sandwich a la confiture, the confiture in this instance being marmalade, although yer actual French for marmalade sandwich is

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