It's been a rough week or 2 so Beloved decided to make Sunday dinner and let me relax. Awwww :)
So we had Shoe Leather and pancakes. With salt mush and miscellanious almost-greenery
Waaait, I mean roast beef, yorkshire pudding, mash potatoes and... vegetables? Probably vegetables.
Ah well, bless him he tried and it comes from a place of love. Who needs tastebuds when you have love, right? Say it with me, everyone "awwwwwwwwwww"
And remind me - sort out the headspace or I will be punished with cookery. Which is a crying shame, there are much sexier punishments out there
Now doing lots of baking for him, we're stocked for the week and he is happy with that (may have been his plotting actually) he has been missing his baked goods. Of course it was somewhat delayed by the broken and haggard wasteline what was once my kitchen.
Remember "place of love place of love place of love"