Cassoulet

A basic brekky, and after a slow morning an afternoon visit to Bondi where we had barbequed prawns and scallop skewers. Working up an appetite for this evening's visit to Paua to try their Cassoulet, which they do one Sunday evening during the colder months. I just love the haricot beans, but D.'s not a big fan. We'll see how it goes...

...and two-and-a-half hours later I'm back home almost paralytic, with the kettle boiling for a steaming pot of peppermint tea to ease the pain. The Cassoulet for two was served in a seemingly bottomless tureen with a spoon for dishing the beans, lamb, pork and duck out onto our plates, with a side-serving of Witlof salad (slightly bitter witlof leaves, which D. calls "chicory", flat leaf parsely and a light dressing of lime and vinegar) to cleanse the palate and balance the heaviness of the Cassoulet. All washed down with a bottle of fine Argentinian Malbec.

Unbelievably (if you don't know D. and I), we ordered dessert following the meal. We had a rhubarb lemon tart with our espressos. Even more unbelievably, D. has gone out dancing with her friends, while Yours Truly can hardly move.