Yesterday was a horrible day for joint pain. Today, weirdly, wasn't even though I have done loads.
We're going to Dad's for a few days tomorrow so I thought I'd make some food in advance. Dad always wants to provide and he flipping can't, and I don't want the argument about he's fine really, and can manage.
So, spinach and ricotta cannelloni with a tomato sauce with focaccia and pesto as a side, and roast cherry fregola with prawns with a starter of broad bean and herb dip with flatbread, and labneh.
Plus a kilo of mashed potato to portion and freeze as neither Dad nor MIL can make mash anymore and they love it. MIL doesn't like the ready made stuff and my stubborn Dad wouldn't think of buying it "because it's lazy".
It took 3 years before he'd buy frozen chopped onions. He's so determined to do everything himself.
A dauphinoise ready to go in the oven for Mr Pasta and Pasta Jnr to have with their steaks this evening and now I'm ready to put my feet up
After cooking with so many herbs, I think I'll take a Mint Julep bar gerbils