So Chinese New Year took a backseat and passed by without much fanfare and Australia Day was just another day of the week. But I’m not complaining. I just came off the most painful, emotional and heartbreaking weekend of my life and it has drained me in every way. And while things have somewhat ‘settled’ and improved, I know that time is ticking and nature is cruel. More pain is inevitable and I don’t think I’ll ever be prepared for it. But every extra moment spent is precious.
I’ve got nothing much to offer you this week (sorry!). But I did make these recently for a picnic and I just love them and the nostalgia it stirs up with every bite. Sausage rolls were always my childhood favourite and I knew I was ‘home’ when I first tasted them after my family migrated over in ’86. And this week is naturally, the perfect time to bring out these babies since ya know, it was Australia Day and all that. Normally I’d be bumming at a beach with an esky of beer but instead, I’m going to have a quiet few weeks at home, with the rain pattering against the windows and my beautiful dog and man by my side.
And that’s all that I could ever ask for.
[click for the printable recipe]
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