It's not often that I am away from the children but this last Sunday I was out for the whole day. I gave hubby a kiss goodbye and mentioned that I'd love him to have dinner ready for when I got home. He delivered and very nicely. I'm not sure what I'd been expecting. Maybe a chicken thrown in the oven, but he'd cut the chicken up and made the most wonderful chicken dish from his favourite book The River Cottage Meat Book (loosely based on HFW's Chicken with Preserved Lemons and Olives - pg 313). I say loosely as we didn't have any preserved lemons or fresh coriander. Hubby almost followed it, except the lemon and fresh coriander part which is probably rather crucial to Hugh's version but Hubby's version was delicious and we had leftovers for dinner last night. In the book HF-W says. If you find yourself hankering after the bitter/salty/spicy tastes of North African cooking, this simple recipe really hits the spot. He is so right. (I'm not sure what the rules are about re-producing the recipe, so I found a rough copy from the Guardian here, if you wanted to give it a try.
He served it with mashed potatoes and carrots, both picked fresh from the garden. I can't remember what variety the carrots are but they're golden yellow. When I see the pictures of all that we've had from the veg patch I feel rather good about it and realise that we haven't done too badly, and we have learned such a lot.
We're going to surf in and out of a few countries (or continents) for the next week while we decide which country we're going to spend more time learning about... How lucky are we?! You could be too.