Sunday 13th July
Sunday is always a day to catch my breath, to grasp all the loose ends of the week and tie them, tightly, together. I sweep the wonky carrots, a half bulb of fennel and the scraggy onions from the veg drawer into my stock pot with the leftover bones of a roast chicken and set it bubbling on the stove with some bay, thyme and parsley fro…
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