As soon as Ma woke up yesterday she knew what she’d make for dinner. STEW she said Scooby STEW.
The good olde Irish version with plenty of spuds and carrots and onions but stewing steak instead of lamb.

As soon as the decision was made she started telling me about how her Dad would always say to her Mom when she was making stew “Burn it a wee bit girl for that flavor”
Well sure enough yesterday evening my Ma got to work. She got everything on cooking and then she went to the living room to wait for it to cook.
You know what? She got into something on Facebook and she forgot about it and she burnt it big time.
She had to transfer it to another pot such was the carbonation on the bottom of the first.
This wasn’t the flavor enhancement her Dad was referring to but a major incident that virtually called for an extinguisher.
Anyway the rescued stew was just fine, the Bro and she enjoyed very much and into the bargain Ma got an upper arm workout cleaning that casserole before she even ate a bite.
Blessing#2920-Muscle Making









