Today I was treated to a fabulous home cooked feast by the wonderful D. I arrived home equipped with inn-grown sausages; every summer the inn houses Berkshire Pigs at the inn that we then use as 'meat pigs' (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berkshire_(pig) ). I was yet to try the sausages and I had heard they were exceptional. Darren was already chopping up a mountain of onion when I arrived. The sausages were cooked, sliced and put into the boiling pot of tomato goodness D had cooked up ( tasted like it was straight from an authentic Tuscan stove).
The pasta was then cooked to perfection ( cold water at the last minute.. a D trick and very effective) and in a blink of an eye we were eating a feast in front of the hilarious Nacho Libre. It obviously provided us with substantial brain food as we went on to win trivia, a combination of D's mental dexterity and Anna's amazing knowledge of films.
And in other (somewhat disturbing) news:
1. Today septic tank at the inn exploded.. and I was involved in the clean up. As Dai-itchi, one of our volunteers from Japan exclaimed ' its raining in the basement' ...
2. The summer of love has begun. I am back in the garden and taking it by storm. Look out for my plans to dominate the Inn with Sunflowers, to harvest a mammoth organic veggie and herb garden and turn the Crofts into Provence using the medium of Lavender... I will keep you posted
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