Not every recipe works! This one starts with me tasting something I’d made and pulling a face – too runny, and frankly horrible. All that washing up for a disgusting cook.
But it ends happily. With a friend coming over who’d requested roast chicken, I salted the bird the day before and made a side dish to go with it – plus an extra tray for him to take home for the freezer, because I can’t help myself. Cooking really is my happy place. When I can’t cook, I feel lost – it was the same with my watercolours while I was away. A little Monday wisdom for you. Now I just have to stop myself picking at that very neat top…