In cloudy Gib I’ve been updating the dog’s post over here on Pippadogblog, for those of you who read dogblogs.
The next planned post on here (and that could mean anything) but allegedly tomorrow, will be answering a question from J, about what it’s like living in one of the most densely populated places in the world.
Here are a couple of pix to leave you with:
Looking across the naval dockyard to The Tower (scaffolded) from Rosia Road.
A couple of salad pots that are still being made up for lunch for poor old working Partner when I open my sandwich bar at 7am.
On the left, sautéed tofu, olives, capers, pimientos – the eggs were for a potato tortilla, that accompanied it.
On the right, pickled cauliflower, olives, cucumber, tomatoes, and probably some broad beans underneath, that one was served/packed with fake chicken slices in brown bread sandwiches, plus beetroot and onion slices.
More on pickled cauliflower at some point, as I reckon I have sorted this one, after some trial and error.
Not run out of ideas yet for salad pots, so these are working well.