byootaful

Ahh, the Beef Wellington, staple meal of Hell’s Kitchen. If I had a dollar for every wellington that was sliced open to Chef Ramsay’s screams of “RAW!!! It’s BLOODY RAW!!!” then I’d be a rich girl. Phill and I watch Hell’s Kitchen and after one particular episode, we were discussing how it could be possible [...]

Every single day, Phill and I are confronted with evidence that our cat is completely and utterly crazy, but as soon as a visitor arrives, she drops the manic act and appears relatively normal – purring, snuggling and sleeping, with no suspicious behaviour at all. This is frustrating because it sometimes makes us feel like [...]