Hours, ours; the rest of them.

Yeah, don't think that you got out of the Bittern adventure ahead of time. There is still breakfast and shenanigans to go.

So, after sleeping with another person in a single bed, being raped by a mosquito net, knowing that your good friend BB had touched himself while growing up in your resting place, there wasn't much resting. In fact, it is a good thing you hardly slept, because your sister turned up as his mother (owner of the property we took over) entered the kitchen.

So, as ten people took off to fish again and to for a swim with the two vegetarians at seven in the morning, you saw that you now had fifteen mouths to feed.

Okay, I will now change to a first person narration, I believe that will be less confusing because I'm blogging. Oh, the wonders of blogging, bad grammar and non-continuation.

I do have to say, that we did use up all of this in our time there.

Sorry B's.

So, what was breakfast? Mr DaVa and I did this in the kitchen as the remainders watched us converse over sharing space and why we did and didn't want to do things. Unfortunately, they said it was like watching a really funny cooking show with a couple of clowns.
Better than them noticing that it would have been Gargamel and a Smurf cooking the night before.

Breakfast for 15:

Scrambled eggs with unnecessary garnish. But, when you're on holiday, as someone stated, "Why the hell not?"

6 eggs
half their volume in soy milk/milk/cream
salt
pepper
butter/oil

whisk together the eggs and soy/non soy choice. Season and cook in a heavy based pan over a low heat, stirring continuously until they are almost set. Transfer to a plate for serving and add some "Why the hell not."


Honey tofu with garlic and peanuts.(DaVa)

1 block of firm tofu, sliced
honey
salt
pepper
soy
lemon juice
3 cloves of garlic, diced
peanuts
2 "Why the hell nots?", sliced

Marinade the tofu in honey, to taste with salt, pepper, soy, lemon juice, garlic and some oil. Heat so oil in a pan and add the tofu, cooking over a high heat until done. Transfer to plate and add the peanuts. Fry off the "Why the hell nots?" and throw over the top with the peanuts.

Sliced cucumber and sauteed spinach.

I assume sliced cucmber is self-explanatory.

Spinach was sauteed with a shitload of finely sliced garlic in a hot pan and seasoned with salt and pepper.

Leftover Special

All the leftover potato salad from the night before
3 cloves of garlic, finely sliced
1 bunch of parsley stalks, chopped
1/4 bunch of parsley leaves, coarsley chopped
1 handful of sundried tomatoes, finely chopped
1 large tomato, halved and sliced
5 eggs
milk
2 handfuls of grated cheese
salt
pepper

Preheat the oven to 180 degrees.
Heat a generous glug of oil to a heavy based, oven safe pan over high heat. Fry off the parsley stalks and then turn the heat down to medium. Add the garlic and then followed by all the left over potato salad. Turn the heat back up on high, and flatten all the potato to one layer and try to fit it tightly, and fry till you have a crisp base. Season and then add the sundried tomatoes and parsley leaves.
Whisk the eggs and half the volume of them in milk, and season with salt and pepper.
Pour over the top of the mixture in the pan and then arrange the fresh tomato slices over the top. Allow to cook for a couple of minutes over medium heat and then sprinkle the cheese over the top and transfer to the oven for 15-20 minutes.

It is ready when it is golden, puffy and the egg parts no longer wobble. Allow to stand for a few minutes before slicing.

I also cut up half a pineapple, Asian papa style and fried off the remaining sausages.

We also threw pita bread over the burners so they were warmed. That is a DaVa brainstorm.

DaVa and El Pablo, waiting for coffee. I had already had quite a few gin and tonics at this point. My first one of the day was nabbed by BB, though, as he thought it was just tonic water and skulled over half of it. The conversation went a little like this:

Me- did you just drink from my glass?
BB- was there gin in there?
Me- Yes!
BB- Bloody hell, I thought I just discovered poor man's gin and tonic!


And at some stage, one of our party lost their key to the car. She also had a steering wheel lock. After scaling the property with everyone lined up staring at the ground in one metre increments, we decided that the only logical thing to do would be to hot wire the car and take out the steering wheel and unlock it, manually.

And if anyone could do it, it would be BB.

El Pablo steering, like a good old man. He is actually the Zen master...it could have been possible.


The token shot of mint slice. Courtesy of Mattathias, who proclaimed that if his parents were fed chargrilled cardboard he wouldn't be able to tell the difference. Yes, he is American, and explained the concept, in full detail with sugar content, franks and beans.

Mattathias destroying some kids' sand castle. This is actually what he does normally. For him it is an every day activity, not cruelty.


And the adequately placed tree. I thought it was fitting after I had a migrane and was driven to the beach, betting motion sickness on top of that and experiencing "sea air" like it was just a vat of sick.