When Archie was at boarding school he didn’t always obey the rules and in fact, the school’s sergeant once told me, ‘You have the nicest son, but you know what? He has the thickest file of detentions I’ve ever seen’.
One of the things Archie didn’t like doing was attending, (especially by the time he was in Year 11), the 7.10am house meetings held every morning in his boarding house. It was optional for the boys in Year 12 to attend so the Year 11 boys ran the house meetings. They would meet in the common room and one of the Year 11’s would be assigned to mark the roll. The house master would be in his office that was actually a little cupboard under the stairs and when the roll had been taken the Year 11 boy would take it into this little cupboard, hand it to the house master who would check it over for any discrepancies and then emerge from his ‘office’ to run the meeting.
Now Archie had this all sorted because he would have arranged for the Year 11 student marking the roll to just put a tick beside his name and not call it out. This went on for a period of time until one day the little man sitting in his cupboard under the stairs suddenly realised it had been a very long time since he had heard ‘Archie’ called out. He immediately ran an investigation and was informed that yes, Archie was not in the meeting and was most likely asleep in bed.
The house master almost exploded in rage at being duped once again and announced that immediately after the meeting he would be ascending the stairs to deal with Archie. One of Archie’s mates managed to slip away unnoticed and flew up the stairs to warn him that the house master was coming to get him. He found Archie emerging from the shower with nothing but a towel around him and told Archie he needed to quickly get out of the house.
But Archie didn’t want to. He went into his room and laid a trap. He shut the door behind him, turned himself front on to the door and lifted one leg up onto the bed. He removed his towel and waited. And like clockwork the fuming house master who had had more than enough of Archie’s antics threw open the bedroom door and was exposed to a full frontal of Archie standing there using a small corner of the towel to dry his testicles. The housemaster let out an expletive, did a one-eighty and slammed the door behind him.
Enraged, he yelled through the closed door, ‘What are you doing standing there with your balls out. For heaven’s sake, put some clothes on’.
Archie said, ‘Oh, sorry sir, I had no idea you were looking for me. I’ll get dressed and meet you downstairs if you like.’
But the house master was already on his way back to his little cupboard under the stairs.
A few days ago I had lunch with Celia and she gave me half a dozen eggs from her ‘farm’ in an inner-city suburb of Sydney. I wondered what I could cook with them that would do them justice and decided on a Mediterranean Frittata.
Degree of Difficulty: 2/5
Cost: This is a budget meal (especially if you get the organic free-range eggs for free!)
- 6 organic free-range eggs
- 1/2 cup pure cream
- 1/3 cup parmesan cheese, grated
- 2 cloves garlic, peeled and crushed
- 400g desiree potatoes, thinly sliced (I used a mandolin)
- 1 Spanish (red) onion, thinly sliced (I used a mandolin)
- 300gm mixed antipasto (I used marinated mushrooms, kalamata olives, semi-dried tomatoes and marinated artichokes)
- 1/2 cup basil leaves, shredded
Pre-heat oven to 190C.
In a large bowl combine eggs, cream, cheese and garlic and whisk to combine.
Grease a 24cm x 24cm tin and line with baking paper.
Take half the potato slices and line the bottom of the tin, cover with half the onion slices. Layer over the antipasto then scatter over half the shredded basil. Layer the remaining onion, then potato and scatter the remaining basil over the top. Pour over the egg mixture.
Place in the oven for 20-25 mins.
Allow to rest for a few minutes before slicing. Serve with a green salad.
This recipe has been adapted from a recipe I found on Taste.
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