Because it could win me a trip to Antigua...which is where I need to go for my little bro's wedding in May ANYWAY...
Christmas is upon us. I have two more bits to buy and wrap, I have groceries to stock up on (you know, in case civilisation collapses), and I've a tiny piece of code to find in a database to make sure I'm on top of these outbreak-y things.
But wherever you are reading this from: Merry Christmas from me and mine. Breakfast (since you're asking) will be (probably) Eggs Montreal (with bagels not muffins). Dinner (at some point) will be a new dish (provided the ingredients are available still) inspired by Mamma involving 'sealing', 'cooling', 'wrapping' and 'resting'. Not to mention a moment of flambe genius (or daring) over the gas hob. Can't wait.
Then I'll be stretched out on the floor in the lounge, like some sort of reverse snail. Mmmmmmmm.....
Love to all (thanks for staying this far)
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