gour-met pub meal

back on track, dinner with an old old friend, someone who came into my head literally one night a few weeks ago when i was listening to the radio and he was being interviewed.

and a sad realisation that i have eaten way too many chicken schnitzels in the past few months. ah the wonders of being of no-fixed-address.

less than two weeks though until i am in a new country, hopefully more home cooked meals from then on…

(and wordpress has right aligned my photo without telling me. and decided in-line css is the way to go. you have a mind of your own dear wordpress.)