Cooking Up A Storm

Cooking seems to keep my mind off the things I'm trying not to think about. Like our home in Bulimba. And the river peaking at above the 1974 flood level tomorrow morning. I shouldn't be worrying, of course, as our family is all together and we've moved out of the flood zone. That's the important stuff. But Mr-Not-So-Handy went back to our home yesterday and managed to save some photo albums, the computer, a few handbags and a bottle of red. I had to laugh when he turned up with the Henschke but no wedding album! And we can get digital copies from our wedding photographer.

So to keep myself busy I've made a lovely broccoli soup (Jane Kennedy's recipe). Don't think I'm being virtuous. I'm not. I also made a bread and butter pudding to keep our spirits up (Nigella's version, first photo above). My Mum lives in Toowoomba and she's fine. But her house has never been cleaner. She can't stop cleaning. And she's done all the ironing too. It seems that domestic tasks can be very therapeutic in these crazy times. Are you cooking or cleaning too?