Yesterday I was worried that Martin might combine his two current culinary obsessions - Spanish cured pork products and Indian food - in an ill-advised and possibly inedible bhuna jamon serrano. Fortunately, he stuck to vegetarian curry last night, combining a tin of borlotti beans with spices, onions and tomatoes to make a quick pulse dish, and stir-frying cooked simba rice with peanuts and grated coconut. To go with it, he reheated the karela from Sunday. As for this evening, he browned some chicken fillets in olive oil and added garlic, tomatoes, oregano, parsley and okra to make Kottopoula me Mpamiez, one of his favourite Greek dishes. I just hope this sudden interest in yet another national cuisine doesn't herald an imminent holiday and a subsequent return to the cattery for Chutney and me. I suspect they've got a season-ticket for that place.
I can't believe M would have any more holidays planned as he has a supposedly demanding advertising job to go to. Annie on the other hand works in education, so enjoys nearly as much leisure time as I do. Today she went on holiday to Edinburgh, but only for about four hours. I was rather disappointed she didn't bring me back any Edinburgh rock.
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