My younger sister came to stay and brought gifts from home - not conventional, I suppose but a slab of raw beef on the rib and a half-metre chorizo sausage. My butchering mentor J had apparently instructed her to deliver this against all odds.
I was very grateful, and so was my sister as she looks here with her plateful of perfectly pink goodness. We finished up a good (Ottolenghi inspired) lentils and rice dish and made a spinach salad. An iron-overload if ever I saw one.
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