Secretly, I'm dead inside
Goodbye, Ingrid Pitt. I really have no excuse not to watch The Vampire Lovers (1970) now.
(We now return to your regularly scheduled cooking way too many things.)
(We now return to your regularly scheduled cooking way too many things.)
no subject
I lost about three inches off one hank before I could put it out, which upsets me whenever I think about it, but the rest of me is unburnt. It's still not a kitchen experience I recommend.
no subject