The more things change, some things stay the same

Where does one begin?

Doing as normal as one can. This Saturday (yesterday), I did two markets. For the third time this year. The first was in February. The second was in March and, for some reason, I didn't share about it. With hindsight, and part of the reason is because The Husband wasn't well that day and I was also preoccupied with getting back "into" things after our wonderful break. Little were we to know that that would be our last holiday together. Ever.

Anyway, I had committed to yesterday's second market as far back as that market in March. A life time ago.

So, yesterday, the day began, as is usual for Saturday with our usual market and with the current seasonal offering in the jar.

It's soups at the moment and yesterday it was the low carb cauliflower and leek. I now realise that this is a recipe I've been promising. Which reminds me: when my laptop was stolen four weeks ago, many of my embryonic recipes went with it. The ones I'd not posted on my blog or on the blockchain. Will I "make them up" again? I don't know. The Husband's not here to do quality control. Anymore.

The second market was a seasonal wine focused affair: red and sweet wines. I shared my stall with my baker market pal, Janet, who prepared the most spectacular chocolate gateaux. I stuck to my deli offerings but had no bread: I'd sold all of that in the morning and between the two markets had to make a fresh batch of chicken liver pate.

The weather gods smiled on us after three weeks of non-stop rain. It was good to spend the afternoon in the sun, sip wine and listen to live music. Music The Husband would have danced to....

Did I have a fun day? No. I had a good day. But it was a day that had a void. As do all my days. Tomorrow it will be four weeks.

At home, the feline family were very annoyed. By the time I got home - around 9.30pm because I went and ate some supper at the local (I had not had a proper meal), I'd been gone for the most part since 8am.

And they were cold. This was thanks for the electric blanket.

Until next time
Fiona
The Sandbag House
McGregor, South Africa

Photo: Selma
Post script

If this post might seem familiar, it's because I'm doing two things:

• re-vamping old recipes. As I do this, I am adding them in a file format that you can download and print. If you download recipes, buy me a coffee. Or better yet, a glass of wine....?
• and "re-capturing" nearly two years' worth of posts.

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