cod fillét and what’s that sauce
This is a continuation of my previous post.
The only moment when almost everybody stopped talking was during lunch. The food, somehow, really kept the mouth from talking and I was glad it did. I could hear no talking but the sound of cutlery placed on plates. Seemed better for a moment. Some looked like a hungry wolf and gorged as soon as the food was served. But I wasn’t the happiest at all when I saw potatoes served on my plate. The cod fillét was luscious enough to become pleasing to the eyes as well as to the palates. But I would be more willing to eat this with rice, lol! Sometimes, we just can’t get what we want.