This.  Today.

A reward for doing a week’s foodshop so close to Christmas – just before the parking lot turned into an accident waiting to happen (11 am, on the dot – make a note for next year) with too many cars chasing too few parking spaces and pedestrians attempting to walk in front of cars, randomly.

Home to foraging repast: an unmade bed of instant lettuce (prewashed), with readycooked prawns on top, slathered in seafood mayonnaise (bought) and freshened up with roughly chopped cucumber and tomato and hewn bits of lemon.  A generous grating of black pepper on top.

Thrown together instantly and delicious.