Try the Cauldron Lincolnshires next time - they are really niceI can't remember, but they had Cumberland in the name somewhere. They tasted weirdly like sponge...for some reason when I was eating them I kept thinking they were the texture of lungs, or mold, and it put me right off.
Today I cooked an incredibly healthy lentil-parsnip-carrot stew...for which I have no appetite for, as I spent the crucial 'leave it to simmer and develop flavour stage' in bed eating Camembert. adulthood ftw
Tonight we have the fella's son round for tea, so am gonna do an oven-baked porcini and thyme risotto, with lashings of parmesan (and red wine!)