Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe

Maybe Mac just forgot to be hungry this morning? I got halfway through this evening, and realised that the logical end result of all this cooking ought to be that I, y'know, ate something...

It wasn't hard, once I got around to it. Because I know that you-all are not at all afflicted by the sin of envy, just as you-all know that I am not afflicted by the sins of either gluttony or pride [hey, that's three deadlies we're avoiding right here, right now: yay us! my dinner done good!], I will tell you that my dinner plate tonight contained: pork curry, toor dhal with tamarind, cucumber-and-mint raita, lemon rice without the lemon, fresh apple-and-chilli chutney and broccoli just because it's purple sprouting broccoli and needs no excuse other than itself.

If I never remember to eat again, I think I went out on a high.