Tuesday, 23 August 2011

Of friendships, trust and bad English weather - Hug in a Bowl Casserole



I have been pondering about friendships and trust lately.


I think I give far too much of the latter out and I should be more guarded especially when it comes to things I don’t want advertised.

I should specifically remember to not share secrets with friends who tend to open their mouths a little too much after one or two drinks down the pub after a long week at work.
I like to give people the benefit of the doubt and think that when they do things like that is without maliciousness, but alas they do it and I find that more people than necessary have had a say about my private life.

It’s very annoying and very disappointing to say the least and all the “He said, she said” bores me to death.

I should remember that the real friends I have are those who do not consider necessary discussing my private life with others even if I haven’t asked them to refrain from doing so; they don’t because it is not their private life. 
It’s mine and mine to share when I consider it appropriate.

So what drives people to divulge a friend’s secret?

Clearly those who feel the need to gossip are bored or insecure enough to think that sharing a piece of information about someone else will be enough to endear them to others?
It might endear them to the recipients of the news for a good half hour and that’s it.
They will still find the gossip-monger uninteresting afterwards and I will most certainly have no interest in considering the gossip-monger someone I can confide in once I have found out what they've done.


Ok, we all gossip - God, I love gossiping. 
But NEVER about something I have been told to keep to myself.
Never.
It's the law.


I don't like people who break the law very much.
So don't break the law.


Of course something has happened in the past few days to make me go all broody about friendships and trust in friendships and of course I have been needing a hug in a bowl so to speak to help me stop brooding and help me feel more cheerful and thanks to English weather tonight I had the perfect excuse for casserole.
In the middle of August!
Ah, this is why I love Britain.


And I will now stop moaning about people who cannot keep secrets and rejoice about casserole and friends who keep secrets and  sitting on the couch rejoicing about all of the above.


Hug in a Bowl Casserole


Serves 1 hungry and disappointed girl


300gr tinned chopped tomatoes
200ml vegetable stock
1 cup uncooked puy lentils
150gr chorizo roughly chopped
1 tbsp Balsamic Vinegar
4 big shallots quartered
1tsp paprika
1 bay leaf
100gr sausage meat
1 whole dry red chili
2 crushed garlic cloves
2tsps roughly chopped rosemary
Salt and pepper to taste


Roll the sausage meat into small meatballs.


Put the meatballs and all remaining ingredients in a casserole dish and bake at gas mark 5 (180C) for an hour and a half circa.


Serve on mash potatoes and feel better about the world.

4 comments:

Kavey said...

Gossiping about someone's private life is definitely not cool.

Hope casserole helped calm.

:(

tori said...

A gorgeous enough stew to make me feel better about most things- even people who don't know the golden rules.

Jenny Eatwell said...

This casserole sounds like it could very easily be as good a form of medicine as Shepherd's Pie is. Hope it worked well for you. :)

Nelly said...

This sounds and looks delicious! Hope it helped with the whole trust situation, I have a love/hate relationship with gossip; I love to have a good gossip, but hate to hear I have been the subject of it...