Fastfrate

Not the fastest I've ever seen, or sat and watched, but certainly moving along with certainty.
It was a dreary, wet, misty, foggy day during which more acupuncture and massage was the bright spot.
Not that everything else was bad, it was , just, routine.
Except when I served up butter chicken  with cauliflower rice with a side of Yorkshire pudding. That's right, Yorkshire pudding.
It caused the boss' eyebrows to  do a little dance at her first glance.
They all got eaten though.
(Don't knock it till you've tried it ;-))


Ah well...