I’m calling the plate in front a real tuna salad. Yes, those are strips of medium-rare tuna, but it’s the pickled onions that delighted me. In the middle is my rare steak with a dollop of stilton butter. For desert, we enjoyed a frappes and shared a piece of hazelnut-orange cake while thunder and large hailstones menaced the street outside.
The bigger problem, so far as Sandee is concerned, is that I’ve taken to photographing everything I eat. I blame Friday Food Fiesta on Flickr for that.