Yes, it rained. This is Wales after all and it was forecast pretty much country wide.
I did get the dogs walked in the nearly dry, even if it was boggy underfoot. None of the dogs that we met were off their leads, far too much mud and slime for that.
I spent a great part of the day knitting away on my shawl, I have passed the half way mark and am still loving it. I do have the next pattern lined up and Francesca will be here on Thursday. That means her Anouk will be cast on.
I have to chose yarn for the next pair of socks as the current pair will be off the needles this week.
Dinner was a small beef roast, extra veg was cooked and there will be bubble and squeak tomorrow, sometimes the leftovers are equal if not better than the first meal.
I have been watching Nigel Slater in Turkey, he cooked a meal of roasted veg with butter beans and green beans. That is my ideal type of cooking, simple and good ingredients cooked without faff.
I do believe that something very similar will be on the menu later this week.
Food figures large in many blogs, some frugal, some extravagant, some floating around the middle.
The age old ritual of gathering the ingredients and cooking for your family and friends is not only about fuel for the body. It is about pleasure, conversation, sharing ideas and experiences. Building memories of good times and using the pleasure to heal pain. To come in after a hard days work in the cold and wet and small a pan of soup simmering away with some bread toasting is an uplifting moment, I have been there many a time.
I read a comment on a blog recently from someone who did not understand any of this focus on food. Sad.
Any how, I am off to make a brew and then do a little search for some more information on traditional Turkish recipes.