My friend was driving across the country. Not just to see me, but I couldn’t wait to see her again.

In the middle of the morning, she sent a sms:

Sod Wordsworth’s daffodils, you should see the fields of sunflowers in the Free State today.

And I smiled and began to chop herbs, and sauté some tiny button mushrooms.

I crumbled some feta cheese, added the herbs and mushrooms and spooned the mixture into deboned chicken breasts. I rolled them up nice and snug and put them in a baking dish.

Then I made a sauce of tomatoes and more herbs, some garlic and chilli. I poured it over the meat and put it in the oven. I mashed eleven potatoes, the chicken would be robust; it would hold its own against the buttery mash.

Later, she fetched the sweet, sweet lad. And we ate, we laughed; we made another memory for the scrapbook.

There was wine too …


3 Comments Add yours

  1. JustMe says:

    I shall be trying this with some fresh pasta! Looks yummy!

    *JustMe makes note to make sure there is enough wine :D*

    1. theonlycin says:

      There must always be enough wine 🙂

  2. Madmom says:

    I tried your recipe last night and it was a huge hit with the family!

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