Revuelto de Gambas i Espárragos

Couldn't resist another food blip. We treated ourselves to a late, light lunch after I had spent the day on credit control and other unappetising matters. We strolled through Eixample to the key shop that cuts the keys for the passageway and which only I, as President, can order as a security measure. It was beside a very nice restaurant we have recently found and, well, one thing led to another . . .