Bored to a frazzle , Winter Olympics notwithstanding , I've been rummaging through my cookery books to find something to perk us up . Ignoring oddities like Mexican Risotto ... bananas , eggs , bacon and almonds added to the rice .... from Lady Maclean's Cook Book ( Lots of worthy staples such as Chicken Liver Patè , "makes enough for thirty" ... or Lady Sykes Pheasant patè , "will serve eight over a weekend" , as well as the 1960s abberations ) , I hovered over a recipe for Hooihaantjes from the morning paper . Cockerel cooked with hay , apples and beer . Though where , in a first-floor flat in the middle of town , one was supposed to get hold of a small quantity of hay , clean and appetising enough to soak in beer and stuff a chicken with , I didn't know . A pet shop ? Anyway , we ended up having Pot Noodles for supper .
Well , not the real thing ... I don't even know whether they still exist . But I used an Indonesian ready-mix for chicken soup
and , instead of the recommended additions of rice and potatoes ... bleugh! ... , added a leek , egg noodles and baby spinach to the chicken . Looked hideous but cheered us up enormously !