Dom told me he had gone up north with work yesterday, but when I got home, there he was, along with a lovely bunch of tulips (my favourite flower) and he cooked me the most gorgeous risotto (which is, I think, if I can possibly narrow it down to one, my favourite meal).

It was quite low key, because pressures of work and study are sapping both our energies at the moment, but it was very sweet.

Labels: cooking, seeing_doing