Showing posts with label Iceland thai red chicken curry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Iceland thai red chicken curry. Show all posts

Tuesday, 9 September 2025

#BlogLife943 - More Iceland

Wowser I'm trying the chicken and red thai curry. At first with the green beans I think it is, I wondered if it was the green thai.

It is really just gently seasoned but not salty, not spicy, just a great flavour.

Delicious, enough chicken, enough rice. Another winner. I also remember the green thai bag they did which had the same flavour but was double the price and they thought people would pay for it..

Nope! I'm sure I only bought it on offer, anyway I avoided this dish all my life because I assumed it would have that strong curry taste but it doesn't, maybe it's part of the 3x £10 meal deal.

There's just a touch of sweetness to the sauce but nothing to ruin it.

Coriander, lime leaves, pineapple and loads of other stuff, highly recommended.

The fajita bake, hmm, the pastry is good, the filling was just ok, too blended.

I would not get that again. The waffle fries cooked weirdly. A few were perfect, others were massively overdone so inedible.

I did less than a handful just as a snack to try them. I guess 20 minutes is too long, I'll try 15 next time.

It's so funny, I've gone from no appetite, to what can I have next?

As I bought chicken and beef to make burgers, I also got the yoghurt and mint sauce that I previously liked..

But I'm not enjoying it, my taste buds want something tomatoey or like a burger sauce.

I'm trying to be healthy!

I'm doing these reviews over a few days by the way. The beef and potato curry with sticky rice was also exceptional.

Lots of beef pieces, the sauce was the best part, mild flavourful.

Another good quality meal, I didn't try the potatoes, sometimes I'm not keen, prefer crunchy veggies, the rawer the better.

That is absolutely bizarre. It is Sunday right? I just got a loud buzz at the door..

I ignored it, it's always the disgusting neighbours and then I got a letter pushed through the letter box.

My heart sank, my first thought, was I'm in trouble, I'm getting evicted or going to jail, this is it.

So what was the letter with a sticky note containing the wrong postcode???

Was it serious? Was it scary? Was it imperative it was opened immediately?

Nopeeeeeeeeeeeee! It was a rent statement. What the hell. Post it through the bloody postbox outside.

And why didn't you buzz anyone else? Actually this is the first time you've buzzed for a statement.

Idiot landlord! I don't know why I panic so much but it's the fear of DWP and they love hounding me.

As predicted, it's September, nearly a year of being hassled and no closer to resolving it.

It's excessive cruelty that I have to worry about bills, jail, eviction, homelessness, debts, for 11 months and there is no sign of them stopping..

Eventually probably just before Christmas she will probably say give me more printouts or write more statements of the exact same thing, just for laughs.

They have no interest in wrapping it up. It's just having something over me and inflicting mental cruelty to someone that's already sick.

Because after a year of me providing proof and evidence. In her mind, she had expectations of me living the high life..

She thought I will break this woman down into fits of tears, make her depressed and highlight that she is irresponsible..

That she spends money on holidays, cars, spa days, jewels, designer gear, nightclubbing and anything preposterous that you can imagine..

Instead of the actual reality of it being, grocery shopping, bills, landlord arrears, rent and cleaners.

To her, it doesn't make sense, so even though I'm transparent, she continues making my life a living hell and will drag this out for probably years.

It's like she won't be happy until I self harm or commit myself to an asylum.

And yes all this stress, does worry me. I can't escape from it. It's the same thing of growing up and trying to survive my childhood that was a terrifying atmosphere.

The bullying is ongoing and the worst thing is, she's always turning it around on me, saying I am not co-operating, when I've done everything asked, multiple times, but yet she infers I'm holding things up.

What's the term for it? Gaslighting!!

Anyway on to yesterday and today, I am so stuffed, decided to try the Chinese chicken wings and they have that ginger spice added, glorious.

Even though I just finished the monthly, I feel like my body is preparing for another period.

I feel bloated, nauseated and crampy. I'm still tired from yesterday's walking.

I'm glad today is free and then tomorrow, one morning follow up appointment and that's it.

I'm waiting to see if they will knock and request the windows to be opened for the painting that seems like it's all done but still wet.

With a yucky strong smell attached. I have some chicken fried rice as leftovers I'll munch later, even though it's lunchtime now.

And P has man flu so he has worse insomnia than me. I'm trying to offer some advice but not sure he is taking it.

I offered to call this afternoony, as my voice always makes him sleepy, we'll see if he takes me up.

I specifically didn't say nighttime, as I don't want any flirtiness and sick or not, men always provide that element.

The volunteering is increasingly weirder. Just because it's anonymous people share anything and I don't know if it's trolling or the weird truth but good grief.

I want a normal chat please. I'm sick of the oddballs. It's too much to cringe, ugh, yuck!!!