At the weekend I tackled a job that was long overdue and that was to tidy up our bookcases in the dinning room. Don't get me wrong, I like a certain element of shabby chic but these shelves were boarding on detritus chic. I had good intentions of getting rid of a fair few books but only managed to charity shop about five in total. Oh well that's often the way, you spend more of your time opening up and reading the books off the shelf when you should be cleaning and putting them back. This is exactly what happened when I sorted out my cookery books; I must have read about 20 of them before I realised the time. I decided to count them - I have 215 cookery books in total. I know, bit much isn't it. Then one book flopped on its side and I picked it up and became spellbound: it was my late mother's own handwritten recipe book. She started to note down recipes in the 1950s and when I was a teenager in the 80's, I must have decided to add to it and I haven't read it since. I sneaked off to read it with a cup of tea and realised why I think food, eat food, read food and love food. I miss her.I found a recipe for Subrics. Never heard of them so I thought must be worth a go in readiness for the beach hut (2 weeks and counting).Subrics(makes 10 small pancakes)1 large egg2 dessertspoons plain flourMilk - enough to mix to a thick batterThen add either of the following:1 small onion, fried until golden with 3 rashers of bacon, finely chopped.1 tablespoon grated Parmesan1 small tin of shrimp (come on, it was the 70's)or go sweet and add:Sliced bananaSplash of rum HoneyTopping of seasonal fruitNo further instructions were written down but I would say 1-2 minutes each side in a very very hot frying pan.