Fishmonger

Good Friday work and activity wise. Quick lunch time run with WJ and RT. The latter has visibly lost weight and ran like a 25 years old suddenly.

I did the weekend grocery shopping on the way home and went to my best ever fishmonger. He is from Portugal originally and always gives me his grand-mother recipes to whatever I buy from him: "this is the way my grand mother did it in Portugal". I happily obliged when I bought two turbots for tonight. Just a few herbs, lemons, salt and pepper. Salad and white French wine with it, nothing else.

Roll on the weekend and stay dry.