After having a fabulously boozy and smokey lunch with my beautiful friend Nikki (not that I smoke obviously, as still planning on running 26.2 miles on Sunday) ... I have to think about cooking my two boys their last supper before they return to institution tomorrow (saying that, they are bloody lucky to be going to holiday camp where they can actually do everything that they can't do at home - apart from eating fabulous food). So that is where I come in....
What to cook?
It's Monday night, and the fish shop isn't open - I was leaning towards tuna, rolled in sesame seeds and very briefly seared in a pan, served with a few dipping sauces (soy, ginger, garlic, chilli and lemon juice - and a dash of ketjap manis)... and a fabulous salad (my fave at the moment is rocket, thinly sliced red onion, feta cheese, pan fried pine nuts with a balsamic, sesame oil, lemon juice dressing).... but failing that I need to have a moment of my time to think, so bear with me .....
Um, um, um (this is where yoga comes in)....
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