...is the plan. I've booked my vaccination for next week. Now I'm having kittens about, you know, going back to reality. I appreciate that's a way off, but I like to get my worry in well before anything actually happens. It's so productive that way!
As I have just said to Sarah on the twitters, it's not that individual outings are a particular hurdle for me. I need to buy a kettle, I long to visit a bookshop, and I have a site visit in a fortnight which will be cracking (if masked up and therefore slightly foggy). It's the idea of stuff getting back to normal for days on end that I simply can't imagine. People? Every day? This is wild talk.
Anyway, not vaccinated yet, there's surge testing up the road, long way to go etc. But I worry.
I also, as advertised, have Betty's Sloe Gin Fruitcake for lunch. My god, it's bolstering.
But not precisely humming with vitamins.
Luckily, dinner was:
Yes, there's British asparagus in the shops. Roasted up with some hefty spring onions, grated garlic and sesame seeds added for the last few minutes, then when cooked squozed with lemon and (because I have some) chopped wild garlic, and served simply with rice.
Oh and on the side, and to follow:
Roast fennel with orange, and some rhubarb with dark soft brown sugar and my last blood orange, juiced.
I've not been great at using the oven full and efficiently lately, but this was a proper ovenful, setting me up for days. With that for dinner and cheese/cake for lunch, I reckon all major food groups are covered, no?
Between Betty's cake and fresh asparagus that's quite the feast.
ReplyDeleteDoing the whole social interaction thing feels almost unimaginable after all this time. We had a mask-wearing cuppa with friends in their garden at the weekend and while lovely, it also felt very strange and quite tiring.