It being the hottest day of the year doesn't improve anybodies mood, although we make a good fist of it over at Chiswick park, splashing in the paddling pool and playing in the adventure playground, before going home and getting our paddling pool out.
We even managed to eat together in the garden, although this time with the slightly less-spicy chorizo than last time:


Strangely it wasn't as moist as last time, possibly because I didn't use as much red wine vinegar as Milo was eating it. I think adding cherry tomatoes to the final fry might add a little something extra as well. Also, didn't bother with poaching the eggs (although I do think they would've been ace), mainly because I couldn't be bothered pfaffing with three eggs, and also given Milo had managed to burn his arms on both saucepans, I figured the addition of further hot pans could only have ended in more disaster.
sources
pan-fried broccoli with chorizo, new potatoes and eggs - Silvana Franco, Delicious, June 2011, p22
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