Yesterday, I bought a white cabbage - yep, a cabbage, from the next towns market. I've never cooked it before and I am still very much wearing the L plates for cooking. I read up on it, but nothing I read gave any clues of how to cut it up, so I just guessed and attacked it with a knife. Idea was to part cook and freeze for future use, just to have in, without having to go buy fresh every time.
Most online sources suggested simmering for 1 to 3 minutes, until tender. It still wasn't tended after 10 minutes, but I gave up at that, cooled it, trayed it and froze it, before transferring to containers. One recipe suggests sautéing, in olive oil and butter - I have a mind to try that, when I get round to using it.
Whilst at the next town got to via the bus, I decided to have a look round their local Iceland to see if their selection might be any better than our nearest Iceland. It was, much better and I briefly thought to buy some stock, until I realised my freezers at home were already rammed with stock, so I thought maybe next time I am there.
Which was a lucky decision really - because I got on completely the wrong bus for home *+-). I checked the display on the bus stop sign, it said my bus number was DUE, a bus of the right colour came round the corner, though a single decker. Usually the right one is a double, but they do sometimes put a single decker on. On I got, sat behind the driver, couldn't see forward for the driver's compartment, couldn't see out of the window alongside me for a large Covid warning label stuck there, so settled to read a free paper. Glanced up occasionally and just saw the expected greenery and countryside going past, so nothing of concern, until the bus pulled up outside an unrecognised to me local shop.
Paying a bit more attention, I realised we were in another village, not on my buses route and around 4 miles from home and somewhere I had never been before on a bus, so I was clueless about how to get from there back to home. The bus stop gave no clues, but my Iphone and it's bus App came to my rescue. I had an hour to wait for a direct bus to my village, then another 20 minutes wait from my village to home, instead of the 30 minute ride I would have had, if I had got on the correct bus. Makes a note for the future - check the number on the bus, before you get on.
