Suprise Sunday session with my squeeze yesterday as his prior engagement was canceled. What a TREAT! Firstly he disappeared into the kitchen to make me breakfast (he’d brought all the ingredients with him) and to my surprise emerged with this:
Croque Monsieur a la Rathbone. Aint it pretty? It was the nicest breakfast anyone has ever brought me in bed.
Then we went on a little shopping trip and he bought me an ice-cream at Gelato Mio in Muswell Hill. I have never set foot in this place before because effectively ice-cream is BANNED from my life but occasionally I will make an exception. And then I love it.
They were freaking enormous ice-creams and magnificent. We sat on a bench outside the shop eating them and a woman who had seen us in the supermarket stopped to say that she’d noticed how lovely we were being to each other while we did our shopping. I resisted the temptation to say the same thing I did to Jane Horrocks the other day, “we’ve only been seeing each other for a few weeks!” by means of explanation..
In the afternoon we watched the first half of Gone With the Wind, then I made Southern Fried Chicken to Omar Sharif’s recipe which turned out mighty fine:
We scoffed it and then watched the second half. Mr. R seemed to enjoy it, although probably not half as much as I did.
Regular readers will know that Gone With the Wind is the film I traditionally watch when a relationship comes to an end. I throw the phone out of the window, pull all the curtains, drink wine and eat salty snacks for 4 hours solid. Scanning through the blog I see that I watched it under these circumstances once in 2006, once in 2007, once in 2009 and once in 2012. Funny how the memory works though, I can’t even remember who two of the men were who made me all miserable back then. I have high hopes for this new one…
I’ve suggested that we make a pilgrimage here:
A balti house in Rochdale. I’m not sure if you can eat in or if it is takeaway only, it’s hard to tell from the pictures:
I wonder if Omar would come out for a curry with us if we asked him?
Here’s Omar’s recipe, which is gleaned from this fabulous book