Shallots, interupted

I was supposed to be starting the pickling this afternoon, in fact I had got as far as starting to peel the shallots – with a pan of brine ready to drop them into.

One of the drawbacks to living in the middle of town is that it is very easy for friends to drop in an pursuade you to go to the pub, which is exactly what happened this afternoon.

Damn.

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