The kitchen looks as if it has been there for 20 years already. We try out the ovens, try out the dishwasher and pack the new fridge. Everything tastes more delicious. No need for dry herbs anymore; the new windowsill sports a selection of the very thing, fresh. We sit down and make a list of the hundred things to be done yet, and my man says we need more time. I say we need to make haste as the offsprings and the sister-in-law are coming home for Easter! I remind him that we were supposed to have the kitchen for Christmas. There are hundreds of things to do such as hardwood floors to lay, walls to paint, extractor fan to install, electrical plugs to fix in the new living area and much much more, you understand. To prevent panic from setting in again, I focus on humble thyme and olive oil.
The menu tonight? Creamed butternut soup with fresh basil followed by grilled merlan rubbed with smokey peri-peri and fresh thyme.
