An apology to Mrs Englishman
For Sunday lunch yesterday, I slowly cooked overnight a shoulder of my own pork in a marinade of Madeira'd Onions and young peppers, fresh bay leaves, herbs and spices. The joint was then cooled, and then hot roasted with sea salt and thyme to produce perfect crackling. Potatoes were boiled, crisped in beef dripping, and then finished in olive oil infused with our own Rosemary. Also roasted in your oil were sweet potatoes and red peppers, carrots and tomatoes. To accompany it there was fresh apple sauce and a rich gravy, and a decent bottle of red. Mrs Englishman came in a tuck into the feast, and her only comment was; "Why aren't there any green vegetables?" I shouldn't have lost my sense of humour, so I apologise.