I had a great culinary weekend. It was Tim's birthday yesterday and we went to see his mum.
Which meat there was lots (LOTS!) of food to eat (and none to cook - super!)
There was a cake (carrot cake cupcakes):
And salmon baked with ginger and raisins, covered with pastry with a superb herby sauce and green peas.
We wolved it. And Tim and I had a conversation yesterday about how we didn't really miss meat yet.
But it's Sunday pm and I am having the same salmon for dinner (I had it for lunch too), as Catherine gave us the leftovers.
It's delicious, but I am feeling a bit salmoned out.
As I was eating it, the door bell rang and my Sainsbury's delivery arrived. I always get a bit excited when a delivery comes. I forget what I ordered, so it's like opening a present. (I know, a bit sad).
As I unwrapped the shopping bags I found... more salmon! Fresh and smoked. My oh my! I will definitely reach the recommended weekly levels of oily fish! And suddenly I felt I needed a slice of salami.
The first pang.