Rob was very proud of his meatloaf yesterday, and he should be. One of those dishes I swore I'd never eat again, with memories of a soggy bread filled mix, with raw onions and those rubbery boiled eggs, had me coming back for seconds yesterday.
Rob's garden is still producing well (horticultural fleece was a good investment), we're enjoying leeks, garlic, carrots, parsnips, spinach, lettuce, broccoli and rhubarb.
2 comments:
Um, can I hire Rob? This is fabulous.
My littles are so much bigger that yours but I remember those early days (and I only had singletons, not twins) of gulping down food, trying to appreciate it all while you feel like you need a shovel to get in as many calories as you can before one erupts into cries that must be met.
It slowly gets easier. xxoo
Your cooking is amazing! Ann
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