The Summer holidays are definitely upon us. Today was busy again for lunch and yet again the jacket spuds were being ordered faster than we could replace them in the oven. Tomorrow I shall start with more. Cunning. A very pleasant teenager with a Scottish accent came to the counter to rave about the millionaire's shortbread.
I managed to flood the conservatory with some over-zealous watering and we ran out of white bread - the second day in a row that white bread has been as popular as granary (usually 80% of our customers are granarified).
Am still worrying about Saturday's 37 suppers. Menu yet to be finalised but will involve us making a vat of mackerel paté as a starter. Went to my book group this evening in the pub - 5 mins of book talk, 2 hours of gossip, stories and menu planning.
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