Milo is off to Julia's this morning as Ana has reports to do, so after dropping him off I make my lunch for today, and I'm so impressed by its Donna Hay-style presentation I had to take a photo:

They're only cheese and tomato, with the thinnest of hints of chilli english mustard (care of Newport Farmer's Market), but I don't know - the kitchen roll makes them look a cut above. Certainly a cut above all the fools eating over-priced Eat sarnies at lunchtime.
Anyway, with the sun still blazing, monkey in bed and the garden in fine fettle we finally have our first evening meal sat outside. Throw in some fizzy wine supplied by Claire and *everybody* is happy!

Food of the Milos
Half a day at Julia's means it's pasta of some sort for lunch, and snacks when Claire, Isla and Phoebe come for a visit. As ever no breakfast, but he's still got enough energy to do some crazy dancing to The Wiggles.
sources
poached salmon & risoni salad - Bill Granger, Holiday, p14
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