A kitchen Sunday
I did cook quite a bit today, but I didn’t photograph anything nor write about anything in particular. Today was a day when I prepared for future dishes. I roasted a leg of lamb and the bones are all simmering for stock right now. The meat is safely sealed up and in the refrigerator.
I made lentils and they were delicious, but meant for another day, other than those I spooned down.
I made up two dessert sauces but I didn’t make a dessert to use them on.
What a great day, tucked into the fireplace corner of the kitchen, getting up for a nibble of this and of that. I read an interesting and very atmospheric mystery called “Savage Garden” by Mark Mills, which I found very well written. It’s set in 1958 and only a few miles north of here. My only disappointment was a general clean-up, happy ending that I thought was a bit screwy.
I was conscious of happiness today in the way we rarely are. I wouldn’t have changed places with anyone unless they had their own sunny island. Let the rain fall.
4 comments February 3rd, 2008
