There you were at the back of the fridge. I had not forgotten you, really. Thanks for calling out and catching my attention. You are best when pan fried and drizzled with lemon juice. I thought you were looking a little pale, so some home grown tomatoes and basil were a perfect partnership.
I ate you while listening to a podcast and flicking through a home magazine. I love you. You sustained me.
Thanks for everything. Xx