Good morning world and thanks for tuning in to my correct post time. Hopefully this post will see me back on track and starting to get things back to normal where you rise in the morning and find my latest tome awaiting you for consumption along with your coffee… or tea for that matter 😉
This morning I would like to talk about the fact that I tried two new things for the first time EVER in my life, and thus prove that you are never too old to learn or never too old to have a new culinary experience.
For the past two evenings a dear friend of mine has come to my house and cooked because over the past couple of weeks I have been helping her to keep a modicum of sanity with a house renovation whilst feeding her of an evening because she has no kitchen of her own in which to create her much loved healthy food. To say that she has become somewhat of a disavowed Impossible Mission agent would probably be close to the truth as she works each day to get her life back and everything in order so that she might finally settle in her new home and start her new life. Until such times she has had to rely on staying in the safe house (also known as my apartment) where she has been coming and going under cover of night, looking over her shoulder and getting regular status updates on her electronic devices. All very cloak and dagger…..