I'm weirdly proud of my baked potatoes. I rarely get them wrong and a good baked potato is a fine thing. Well skewered, salt rubbed into the skin and put into a high oven for an hour. Take it out, hit it on top with a karate-esque chop so the filling bursts out and et voila - the perfect fluffy baked potato!
This week we had it with prawns and salad in a spicy marie rose sauce - a classic for a reason!
As it was Joe's dad's birthday, we also raised glass of whisky - a fitting drink for Burn's night (which we will be celebrating at the weekend).
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Baked potato with spicy prawns |
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Joe's favourite whisky - Dalmore |
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