At the risk of upsetting Ann, I must report that there was no chicken escalope today of any hue. It was either an NHS roast (see me turn green) or a cheese and onion pasty which I could have had with brussel sprouts or tinned carrots. I couldn't face either and just picked mashed potato.
Inside the pasty it was less than inviting. Good job Mater and Pater turned up with some sandwiches. Thank goodness. And not a moment too soon.
What did you have for your Sunday lunch dessert? Apple pie and ice cream? Sherry Trifle? Or was it a low fat healthy balance strawberry yogurt?