A simple supper, just for me
What is it that makes food a treat? It needs to be out of the ordinary, something you don’t eat everyday. Where the anticipation of eating is part of the allure. With a definite element of indulgence. It needs to be right food for the right time and the right place. So here is my little Thursday night treat. A simple potato, patiently baked in the oven for a good hour. Slathered in butter, the faintest smear of mushroom pesto, finished with cheddar. The perfect supper for a crisp November night.
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