Yesterday I was in CW returning some library books and posting some letters (oh, the impossibly glamorous life I lead!), which gave me the perfect opportunity to explore the recently redeveloped-and-expanded Waitrose there. I thought I'd died and gone to food lovers' heaven. That place is massive! It has a cheese counter! And a patisserie counter! I spent a very happy half-hour wandering around, but for the sake of my bank balance restricted my purchases to some lovely fruit, yogurt, and smoked trout for dinner.
I served the trout with a potato salad - I boiled the potatoes from the parents' care package until soft, then dressed them whilst still warm with lots of olive oil, salt, pepper, and fresh marjoram.
It was all delicious - light, fresh, and summery - but, I have to confess, there just wasn't enough of it. B looked mournfully at his empty plate and announced he could eat the same amount again. To tell the truth, I could have too.
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