Almost not cooking at all

I exhausted myself with all that poncey stuff yesterday. Tonight's supper is rather more pragmatic; a stir fry sort of thing with vegetables to hand, courgette, onion, left over aubergine sides, odd beet shoots mixed with tinned sweetcorn and chickpeas and seasoned with a mighty gloop of soy sauce and some black pepper. It was served on a deep bed of chopped lettuce, something that the garden is threatening to overwhelm me with.

Seasoned on the plate too, this time with tabasco pepper sauce. Every artist needs time to recharge.