I think I've posted before about hardly cooking ... and why.
Today I got a reminder of how very lucky I am in that department.
Horace and I were sitting chatting ... and me feeling hungry asked "What are we going to have to eat?"
It's the weekend, and my favourite meal is the brunches Clarissa and I often make on the weekends: hash browns, bacon, eggs, baked beans, toast ... sometimes grilled tomatoes and mushrooms.
I had that in the back of my mind ... but Horace responded by asking me if I wanted fish ... and then he shooed me out of the kitchen with his hand when I suggested I make brunch.
My beautiful curried fish lunch with homemade roti ... inelegant in its tacky bowl but oh so tasty.
Fish it is! LOL