When someone invites you to help devour their huge amounts of pork, you don't say no, especially when it's a fellow foodie like
i_am_toast.
After my huge dinner last night (pork tenderloin, peppercorn sauce, dauphinoise potatoes, wilted chard) I wasn't really hungry (didn't even have breakfast, just a banana) but when the gnocchi starter appeared (very nice indeed for a first attempt and not stodgy at all) so did my appetite.
There was a mindboggling "Gin&Tonic" sorbet while we were waiting for the main event:
Pork roast, THE BEST ROAST POTATOES EVAR (super crispy on the outside and fluffy on the inside), sauteed cabbage with bacon and walnuts (excellent combo) and baby carrots. A bucket of gravy, too. Nobody could fit in any dessert so we left that in the freeze.
We shambled upstairs to flop on couches, chat and watch the fab Bubba-Hotep which was just the right fodder.
Thank you again for a wonderful Sunday afternoon!
On my way back I missed the bus by a minute (I was just at the Mitcham's Corner pedestrian crossing when the bus came round the corner. If there had been any people at the stop, I could have sprinted up but this way it just carried on) and it being a Sunday, I walked home (which took me as long as waiting for the next bus so it made sense). Walking off a few of those calories actually did me good.
At home, I caught up with stuff online and watched the interesting first episode of Stephen Fry's
Last Chance to See (revisiting and expanding on the places/species Douglas Adams visited in the original). If you didn't see it, catch it on iplayer.