B was working from home on Friday, which meant that he had a free rein when it came to dinner. He outdid himself, I'll think you'll agree. This is what I came home to:
Pre-dinner snackage of houmous and carrot sticks. (Don't be fooled by the rustic-looking nature of that houmous. It's not homemade. I've never understood the point of making houmous from scratch. Surely the tahini paste (whatever that might be) alone costs more to buy than the houmous itself? Or am I missing something? Hmm, this is a long bracket.)
Spanking fresh red mullet from the fishmonger. We had two each, because they are quite small once filleted. And because we are greedy.
The fish fillets got gently covered with a drizzle of olive oil, lemon juice, and a lot of feathery fennel leaves, before being lightly grilled for about four minutes per side.
My contribution to the dinner was a warm potato salad with lots of garlic (softened in olive oil), butter, and more fennel tops.
And then we had Eton Mess, with fresh blueberries and strawberries.
He should work from home more often.
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