The idea of writing about quick meals was suggested to me and it was a tussle and struggle to figure out what people want and what they are able to achieve.
We are getting to know our own like never before. 6am is the busiest time. Victoria hums with traffic, the lots start filling with trucks (and only trucks)
A wise man once said that looking after guests is harder than looking after your children. So much fussier, so much more demanding, and so much more needy.
This months necessities are simple and consistent. I could happily get by with the three T’s of turkey, twiglets and toblerone but alas I strive to try harder.
The handwritten menu is a joy to behold. Something ever changing and not set in a locked typeface. The promise of the new and different. The whims of the day.