I won't tell you how many kilos. Suffice to say I am no longer a size 12. Ah, well. And I am most appreciative of the encouragement from bloggers and friends alike, especially Paul's suggestion. Check it out.
S.O. had a yen for smoked fish the other night. Mash, Dutch carrots and parsley sauce. (What makes a carrot Dutch, I wonder, anyone know?)
By Friday I needed something a little lighter and had spent the previous evening flicking through the three Bill Granger books we own. Found a lovely grilled sirloin with a herby zingy relishy business accompanied by snow peas and rice.
And for anyone who can get to Fox market (I'm not sure where else to get it) the Nami Japanese dressing is superb. I sprinkled a bit over the rice, but it's fantastic with oysters, shashimi.
It was a bit naughty, but you see the thing about not smoking is breakfast becomes just a wonderful time. And what better way to celebrate it than with Bill Granger's Coconut Bread (toasted) spread with Sopra's Blood Orange marmelade, and a bucket of milky coffee. I felt like I was in Jamaica.
1 comment:
I've wondered about the dutch carrot thing myself so unfortunately I've got no answer for you, but I just wanted to comment on how lovely the snow peas look.
Mmmm, bucket of milky tea :)
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