I’m about to go and have my tea, an Iranian lamb stew, the second of three meals that HelloFresh delivered to my house on Thursday. I remember the words Ghormeh Sabzi had something to do with it. I have absolutely no idea if I will like the meal or not, but I probably will, and I’ll post about it later.
Earlier, me and my dad went down to a pub not far from where I live for a pint or two of beer. He said it was a treat for a week of working with him delivering newspapers, plus he said after payday, I’m paying for the next trip. I’ve posted the Mother’s Day card and it’s on the way to her house, 200 miles (approximately) south, right now.