My beautiful grandmother put our jacket potatoes in the ashes of her wood stove in her kitchen. The thrill of almost burnt fingers and soot on our noses. Loved scraping the last little bit back to the charred shell. Simply butter and salt. I can smell them now. Thank you Jill.
Can we please have Terrys recipe for the Lamb stew.
My beautiful grandmother put our jacket potatoes in the ashes of her wood stove in her kitchen. The thrill of almost burnt fingers and soot on our noses. Loved scraping the last little bit back to the charred shell. Simply butter and salt. I can smell them now. Thank you Jill.
Yummy spuds. Well done Jill.