In the manner of a runner preparing for the race tonight's dinner is just a big bowl of pasta. The sauce came from a bottle and the only innovation was a couple of teaspoonfuls of capers. It was o.k. and washed down with a half of red perfectly satisfying. Sometimes you just don't feel like cooking.
I have chosen the menu for the celebration dinner, we're having nettle soup, mock liver dumplings and buckwheat cupcakes. Yes, I am lying and the real menu will be revealed tomorrow.
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