Roman floor mosaic depicting birds, fish and fruit basket
Museo nazionale romano di Palazzo Massimo
This weekend MasterM came home on a mission to eat as much as he could. He is going on an expedition in Wales and explained that he was pre-loading with carbs to get him round the course. MrsM dutifully put on her apron and cooked until her arms were dropping out of their sockets. There was a grand finale of roast lamb followed by apple crumble with custard and MasterM sighed and said that he could only eat One More Mouthful. MrsM sighed and started the washing up. MrM sighed and wished that every weekend was a cooking weekend.
Meanwhile, in her London residence, MissM was preparing a stylish Leap Year dinner party. When did that become a thing?
Perhaps MissM is being very clever and making it a thing so she only has to do it every four years.
ReplyDeleteI think that you have seen right through to the heart of the matter. MissM is very clever indeed.
DeleteI have quite forgotten how to cook.
ReplyDeleteI hope to achieve that state at some point in the future.
Deletewe had a not very stylish leap year dinner of leftovers, as I was too tired to cook. which is often a thing........
ReplyDeleteI hear you. The days that I feel like prostrating myself on the kitchen floor are marked by a visitation from St Loyd of Grossman.
DeleteOne of the great things about my kids having become proper adults with spouses and children and homes of their own is that they have all four also become proper cooks and, wonderfully, they cook for me! I think I still have around fifty thousands meals on my side of the account until we are in balance, but still...
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