Over should be spelled o-v-a-h
The week is OVAH, and I couldn’t be happier. Especially because tonight we’ll be eating a Turkish banquet and watching a belly dancer shimmy her way around a (tiny) restaurant. I may even wear makeup - but let’s not go crazy too early.
This weekend, I’m back in the saddle for the market, which I’ve missed since before Christmas. Thus my eggs have been less than gorgeous, there’s virtually no fresh fruit in the house, and my growing addiction to apple, beetroot and ginger juice is costing a fortune since I’m constantly outsourcing. Tomorrow I have an afternoon tea date with a friend I haven’t seen since mid-high school, after we had a falling out over a piece of snakeskin lurex clothing, so I’m trying to work out the most appropriate cake to bake. At this stage, I’m thinking either my beloved orange cake, or flourless chocolate. Wait, I’ve just decided on the chocolate cake.
Though they’re totally unrelated to this post, here are some photographs from Bali which I’ve just managed to upload onto my computer. I’ll be blaming flat batteries and chronic inability to act, but enjoy nevertheless.
Today I’m loving: rewatching the Muppet Show
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