Still the glorious weather continues.
As it is the turn of the Smiths /Irelands to cook dinner we have a quiet morning although it does include the obligatory coffee in Barberino town centre and a quick side trip to visit the local church to view yet another
Mummified saint. Unfortunately, in this case the mummy looks more like a piece of charcoal in the shape of a human and he doesn't look at all well!
Afternoon sees us off to the Pam supermarket in Poggiponsi to stock up on provisions for the evening meal. The duties are split with Ian doing the sausages, Gail the pasta , Cath the desserts and me bringing up the rear to perform the work which requires no culinary expertise, namely scraping 64 potatoes for mashing. Cath actually cuts the scraped spuds in half so that I can't claim all the credit for their preparation.
In the event, the meal is to everyone's satisfaction with the bangers and mash being welcomed after many weeks of pasta for most of the diners.
Off to bed with yours truly dreaming of a career in cooking after my stunning success in scraping the potatoes.
The Obese Ferret.
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