With a busy weekend in store, K and I have a quiet night in planned. I thought it'd be nice to get some stuff for dinner that'd be a bit of a surprise for her, so after work I walk the old route (last year's route) through the tunnel to New River Village and up to Crouch End.
It's odd to do this again having done it every day once upon a time and it's good to have the time to catch up with the various podcasts backing up on my phone. The plan is to head to M&S's "Simply Food" Crouch Ender-magnet to check out their eat-in-for-£10 deal, but when I get there it seems that it doesn't actually exist - or at least not any more. Therefore I'm forced down a rung on Crouch End's hierarchy of posh mini-supermarkets (M&S > Waitrose > Budgens > Tesco) to Waitrose.
I spend a long time considering their fancy-looking ready meals, trying to balance the desire to buy something I can be relied upon to cook unassisted and the need to get something a bit different. I eventually settle on a delicious-looking chicken and leek pie and some potato rosti to go with whatever frozen veg we happen to have in the freezer - and of course plenty of posh (i.e. "from Waitrose rather than the corner shop") red wine.
K gets home and I refuse to let her in the kitchen while I struggle manfully with heating peas in the microwave and delicately arranging oven-cooked rosti on the plate. Thankfully, this all seems to go down well and I'm way up on fiance points for the evening. After dinner we settle in front of the TV for an evening of assorted nonsense programming while K gets her knit on. What a nice Friday.
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