Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Friday…

Big gap there. Nothing significant to report apart from some late night sausage and mash action on Thursday.

The train down to London on Friday night zips by in a flash and I barely have time to finish the sudoku. The fridge is bare, and neither Mrs Jiffler or I can be bothered to traipse around Waitrose, or cook anything for that matter. Lucky for us that Mrs Jiffler lives around the corner from a budget Tapas joint called ‘El Molino’ on the Holloway road. Its fairly busy, but we get a table by the window.

Rioja in hand, the weekend starts. We discuss tomorrow’s houseparty over a plate of fried boquerones, and wait for our selection of plates to arrive. Fabadas asturianas fails to impress due to stinginess on the meat front, but a stuffed aubergine, reasonable patatas bravas and some albondigas make up for it. Our prawns take a while, but finally emerge from the kitchen smothered in sweet young garlic with just a hint of chilli.

The desserts are cheap, but we opt instead for boozy coffees involving Liquor 43 to perk us up ready for a mini pub crawl along the Holloway Road.

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