and the feasting continues...

So, we have a new addition to the idea list of what the hecks to do with all that turkey (props to Eamonn and his continual success in out-performing me in the kitchen, leading me to be developing repetitive strain incapacity from the knitting I do while watching him chop garlic, flail sauces about the stove, etc.). This new fantastic idea is Turkey Pizza (homemade, naturellement). Well, it is easier if you have a ready-made pizza dough, but with some sauteed peppers, chillis, onion, garlic and separately crisped-in-butter turkey shreds, you place these on top of sauce and thickly sliced mozzarella and top the whole thing with shredded country cheddar and mixed herbs, freshly chopped. Bake for 10 or so minutes. Drizzle some olive oil over the pie about 3/4 of the way through baking process for additional crisping and YUM!

On a different topic, must say that I have no idea why people reported such negative reactions to the newest film version of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, as have just watched it completely (after seeing a bit last week and then having to run off to shop for Thanksgiving) and found it amazing! It was definite Tim Burton, but it had essences of Hitchhiker's Guide, The Matrix and Superman. It is much darker than the original film, but has a charming realism to it that I think reflects Roald Dahl's south Wales origins. If I haven't mentioned it before, Roald Dahl is from Cardiff!

B reports that Dahl disliked the original film as it completely missed the darkness that he intended. Dahl's second wife was even one of the producers. I liked the fact that Deep Roy (also from one of my favorite films, Big Fish) was cloned to be all of the Oompa Loompas :) From the cinema trailers, I expected to find Johnny Depp really just too bizarre for the role, but he was perfect in his neuroticism and really fits. The dialogue is sharper and very quick and the bitter puns are superb. This would be a great language analysis text.

Today's rant (which I will not repeat in its entirety here) is the fact that Virgin Mobile feels it is called for to charge .79 GBP for a phone call to a local number to the bleeding postal service (who for some reason feels the need to attempt delivery at 07.15 am -- eeediots) instead of being just a regular minute usage and therefore free. It has been explained to me that this has something to do with usage of resources of satellite versus landlines, but I think this is a load of bunk. A minute is a minute and a landline is attached to the land whether it is a special 'local rate' number or a person's house. GRRRRR!!!!!