The Bomber will be getting old school corned beef hash for dinner chez moi this evening, but, unbeknownst to him, the spuds, carrots and red onions in it will all be organic courtesy of the weekly Riverford vegetable box that is now delivered to me on the office.
At least we've moved on from the time time I used to "hide" grated carrots and spinach from him in minced beef, though salad remains a hard sell apart from the ever reliable BLT.
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