Who let that dog in?

Today was spent entirely indoors.
I was up to my masterchef bandana in pots and pans, cooking the Annual not-quite-Christmas Dinner for my extended family.

WonderA had ridden the crack of dawn Dreich Express to arrive in Limehouse at lunchtime. To celebrate I was relieved of all duties for an hour before hitting the final furlong of prep.

This family pic was captured by WonderA herself (thankyou) after zesty ricotta smoked salmon blinis, a Moroccan’ish tajine with couscous and charred pomegranity sprouts, mince pies and ice cream courtesy of younger daughter and brother’s cheese had all been wolfed down.

I think it all went well, I can’t really remember, my mind is a blank after the first of Molly’s Chambord Bellinis...

Post Script:
Sonny was both missing and missed badly this year (cue sad face) having hightailed it out of Brexitland to live in Berlin.