Today in my kitchen I:
Made our oatmeal porridge (with the summer standard, butter, cinnamon, raisins and strawberries).
Made PB Honey sandwiches for lunch.
Drank and served lots of real milk.
Defrosted a chicken in the great hopes of roasting it. Then was brought back to the reality that Wednesdays are supposed to be my night off from cooking for a good reason (the details of which I cannot divulge over the internet, but has something to do with the bovine family).
Served leftover pea soup for dinner with fried eggs and cheese and a slice of honey buttered bread.
Ate some ice cream.
Fed the sourdough mother.