Fritata. Grated potato and courgette, about two parts potatoes to one courgette, toss some diced chourizo and as many eggs as you like.I have half a fridge full of courgettes. HELP. Too hot for soup.
Fritata. Grated potato and courgette, about two parts potatoes to one courgette, toss some diced chourizo and as many eggs as you like.I have half a fridge full of courgettes. HELP. Too hot for soup.
I don't really eat potatoes but I could use butternut squash so that is an idea. I might try some cheese and courgette muffins.Fritata. Grated potato and courgette, about two parts potatoes to one courgette, toss some diced chourizo and as many eggs as you like.
Courgette strips instead of pasta (no need for a spiraliser - just use a veg peeler). Roast for ersatz chips. Cook with some cinnamon, lemon juice, and sweetener of choice for faux apple crumble filling. Grate into *everything*.I have half a fridge full of courgettes. HELP. Too hot for soup.
I like them sliced in half lengthways, sprinkled with a drop of olive oil, salt, pepper, garlic and lots of parmesan then in the oven for 30 mins. You need to raise them on a tray though as they can go a bit soggy else. Nice with steak, gammon, sausages, well anything really.I have half a fridge full of courgettes. HELP. Too hot for soup.
I don’t care if it’s too hot for soup, I’m making courgette and stinky Brie soup today for lunch! I’ve another three coming I noticed last night. I made courgette pakoras last week to have as a starter for a curry. They are delicious. Grated courgettes and red onion, spices of your choice, I used fresh chilli plus cumin and coriander. Mix with gram flour, at a push you could use plain flour but gram flour is less carby. Squeeze out the juice first before adding flour. Scoop out a tablespoon full and add to very hot veg oil, 2/3 minutes each side. Serve with a yoghurt dressing.I have half a fridge full of courgettes. HELP. Too hot for soup.
Eggy do give all of the forums best wishes for you and your hubby as sounds like you have really been through the mill the last 2 days and so pleased you are now back home where you both deserve some R and R.Morning good folks. 5.9 today.
Firstly, thanks for all your good wishes yesterday. I got t’old man home last night at 8pm and he’s absolutely fine, albeit shattered. He spent all night and all yesterday morning in A&E waiting to see a cardiologist. I got there at 11, no sign of any doctor yet. He had lunch at 12, I snacked on crap which I’ve done for two days, then they took him to a ward, not the heart centre but a general emergency admission ward. A consultant will be with you soon, this was 12,45. He was in a room of his own so I could stay with him. By 2.30 no one had been, apart from a nurse doing obs asking 20 questions like how heavy are you and how tall, do you have a phone and charger, any cash, any cards, any medication ( which she promptly took of us and locked away) any present scars or injuries! Gave us loads of leaflets and left, so I went to the nurses station where three of them were sat doing nowt. When will someone from cardio come and see my husband? I’ll find out she said and wandered off. The ward consultant will come round when he’s doing his rounds and he’ll decided if you need to see a cardio consultant tomorrow! I flipped. I calmly told her he was told he had to stay in LAST night to see a á cardiologist THIS MORNING! He’s tired, he’s had little or no sleep in A&E and he needs to see someone about his heart problems. 3.30 a cardio consultant walked in with a junior doctor. The CT scan was fine, the blockages, as we suspected, were the same as six years when he had his ablation. He needed to do one more blood test which should have been repeated 6 to 12 hours after the one he had in A&E 24 hours previously. This can tell if he’d had a heart attack, the computer said no on Wednesday afternoon and he’d been on a heart monitor all night and I’m sure someone might have noticed if he’d had one overnight! If it was clear he said he could go home, a possible cause for his “episode” was dehydration, he’d been busy in the garden it was hot and his blood had thickened, he has very bad circulation and so the blood couldn’t travel around so quickly making his heart work really hard and the oxygen not getting to his muscles, hence the heavy arms. It makes complete sense. Anyhoo, junior doctor comes and takes bloods at3 .45. An hour for results. And we believed them! More fool us. Mr Eggy was offered a meal at 5pm, no thanks I’m going home soon. 6.15 I wandered to the nurses station asking about the results, the doctor will come round he’s doing his rounds, about half an hour. 7.30 Mr Eggy now fully dressed and us both starving, he had an apple I had yet another orange club, that was my lunch too, went to the nurses station. I’ll find out said the junior nurse. The day doctors have gone home and haven’t passed on the information to the on call doctor he’s going to have to look through the paperwork! Right I said, we’re going home, send us an email, and someone please remove my husband’s cannula. A nurse arrived after that, your results are fine you can go home we’ll send the discharge letter to you. Why couldn’t they have told us that hours ago? There’s no damn paperwork these days, it’s all there at the click of a mouse! A junior nurse came to remove the canula, very painful. Before we’d left the hospital Mr Eggy’s wound was pouring with thick and very black blood, all over my linen shirt! He nipped to loo for some paper towels and I drove home him was his arm above his head. Finally stopped as we got home. And all this time I was in agony with my back, I could have cried at this point. The house was a tip as I’d left in a hurry, got tea on, spag Bol already prepped for Wednesday night.I really could have done with a very large glass of Sauvignon Blanc but alas none in the house. I’m glad the the GP and A&E took it all serious and done every test available but it’s so disjointed. Mr Eggy was blocking a bed for two days when there were people on drips sitting on chairs in A&E. The good news is that the meds he is on and the fact I look after him so well, plus his never ending positive attitude and fitness are working well, yes, he’s only firing on two cylinders, as he puts it, but he’s making use of the one artery that is fully working and the other one that is 50% working. He lives to see another day, and what a beautiful day it is too.
Of course you’ll all be expecting us to have a quiet day, quiet days are for wimps! We’ve got 11 and 6 year olds coming at 9.30, Eden coming with mummy for lunch. Then I’m taking two big ones to the circus at 3pm. Similar day to the last two days I’ve just spent, but with fewer clowns!
Have a fabulous Friday.
@eggyg Well done you for standing up. The NHS is good but nobody seems to know what anyone else is doing! You would have thought it would be easier with technology as everything is there at the click of a button. I'm so glad Mr Eggy is back home with you. Take care with your back.Morning good folks. 5.9 today.
Firstly, thanks for all your good wishes yesterday. I got t’old man home last night at 8pm and he’s absolutely fine, albeit shattered. He spent all night and all yesterday morning in A&E waiting to see a cardiologist. I got there at 11, no sign of any doctor yet. He had lunch at 12, I snacked on crap which I’ve done for two days, then they took him to a ward, not the heart centre but a general emergency admission ward. A consultant will be with you soon, this was 12,45. He was in a room of his own so I could stay with him. By 2.30 no one had been, apart from a nurse doing obs asking 20 questions like how heavy are you and how tall, do you have a phone and charger, any cash, any cards, any medication ( which she promptly took of us and locked away) any present scars or injuries! Gave us loads of leaflets and left, so I went to the nurses station where three of them were sat doing nowt. When will someone from cardio come and see my husband? I’ll find out she said and wandered off. The ward consultant will come round when he’s doing his rounds and he’ll decided if you need to see a cardio consultant tomorrow! I flipped. I calmly told her he was told he had to stay in LAST night to see a á cardiologist THIS MORNING! He’s tired, he’s had little or no sleep in A&E and he needs to see someone about his heart problems. 3.30 a cardio consultant walked in with a junior doctor. The CT scan was fine, the blockages, as we suspected, were the same as six years when he had his ablation. He needed to do one more blood test which should have been repeated 6 to 12 hours after the one he had in A&E 24 hours previously. This can tell if he’d had a heart attack, the computer said no on Wednesday afternoon and he’d been on a heart monitor all night and I’m sure someone might have noticed if he’d had one overnight! If it was clear he said he could go home, a possible cause for his “episode” was dehydration, he’d been busy in the garden it was hot and his blood had thickened, he has very bad circulation and so the blood couldn’t travel around so quickly making his heart work really hard and the oxygen not getting to his muscles, hence the heavy arms. It makes complete sense. Anyhoo, junior doctor comes and takes bloods at3 .45. An hour for results. And we believed them! More fool us. Mr Eggy was offered a meal at 5pm, no thanks I’m going home soon. 6.15 I wandered to the nurses station asking about the results, the doctor will come round he’s doing his rounds, about half an hour. 7.30 Mr Eggy now fully dressed and us both starving, he had an apple I had yet another orange club, that was my lunch too, went to the nurses station. I’ll find out said the junior nurse. The day doctors have gone home and haven’t passed on the information to the on call doctor he’s going to have to look through the paperwork! Right I said, we’re going home, send us an email, and someone please remove my husband’s cannula. A nurse arrived after that, your results are fine you can go home we’ll send the discharge letter to you. Why couldn’t they have told us that hours ago? There’s no damn paperwork these days, it’s all there at the click of a mouse! A junior nurse came to remove the canula, very painful. Before we’d left the hospital Mr Eggy’s wound was pouring with thick and very black blood, all over my linen shirt! He nipped to loo for some paper towels and I drove home him was his arm above his head. Finally stopped as we got home. And all this time I was in agony with my back, I could have cried at this point. The house was a tip as I’d left in a hurry, got tea on, spag Bol already prepped for Wednesday night.I really could have done with a very large glass of Sauvignon Blanc but alas none in the house. I’m glad the the GP and A&E took it all serious and done every test available but it’s so disjointed. Mr Eggy was blocking a bed for two days when there were people on drips sitting on chairs in A&E. The good news is that the meds he is on and the fact I look after him so well, plus his never ending positive attitude and fitness are working well, yes, he’s only firing on two cylinders, as he puts it, but he’s making use of the one artery that is fully working and the other one that is 50% working. He lives to see another day, and what a beautiful day it is too.
Of course you’ll all be expecting us to have a quiet day, quiet days are for wimps! We’ve got 11 and 6 year olds coming at 9.30, Eden coming with mummy for lunch. Then I’m taking two big ones to the circus at 3pm. Similar day to the last two days I’ve just spent, but with fewer clowns!
Have a fabulous Friday.