Sunday was all cooking, shooting, and writing. As a result, most of my “meals” were taste tests.
Breakfast was this salad.
I don’t know what order I ate everything else in, I just kind of nibbled on these things throughout the day:
After all the cooking and eating, I watched some football and wrote it all up.
Then I made a duck egg on toast.
Then I drank some wine in the bath and finished reading The Goldfinch. I liked it but I felt like the ending dragged a bit.
Then we watched some Doctor Who. Sean brought out the Doritos again, so I stole some.
Then I made s’mores in the oven.
And THAT was Sunday.