SIT DOWN, SHUT UP AND EAT IT

 HOW did it get to the pointy end of the week again? Does anyone else feel like spring is slipping away and that before we know it, wham, b...


 HOW did it get to the pointy end of the week again? Does anyone else feel like spring is slipping away and that before we know it, wham, bam, thank you ma'am, it'll be summer... and dare I say it, Christmas?

The routine of working parents is such that by this time of the week I am already thinking through the menu of the following week so we can do the week's grocery shop. I try and find a moment to sit down with a few recipe books and decide on what we'll eat and make up a shopping list from that.

Last week, I turned back to old favourties and browsed through a pile of recipe clippings saved and stuck into journals. I do love these recipe books. They mark times when I was single, when the children were little and meals were simple and now recipes that are more wishful thinking than anything. They're the tastes and extravagances I crave but can't indulge because, in reality, we're catering for fussy dependents who have declared ethical and, more often than not, whimsical eating habits. Oh for a time when I cooked one meal and everyone ate it.

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