we spent the day at home yesterday, readjusting to normal life. Spreading out after our week living in close quarters in the camper van. Unpacking, snoozing, preparing to return to reality today.
Every time we return home I count my blessings that we live a life that we’re happy to come home to. That we have safe comfortable beds and tank water that tastes better than anywhere else on earth.
Travel is wonderful, but there’s much to be said for routine. The kids are off to school today and I’m relishing being back in the kitchen, making healthy meals with the vegetables we’ve been craving while eating fried, salted meals prepared by people who only care if you live long enough to pay the bill.
how to make the world’s best sandwich
- two slices of fresh bread
- salted butter
- 1 carrot, grated
- 4 slices tinned beetroot
- salt and pepper
Spread lashings of salted butter onto two slices of bread. Add the grated carrot and top with beetroot slices. Season with salt and pepper, and serve with a good cup of tea. In my books, it's the best sandwich in the world!
what bits of home do you miss when you’re travelling?
ever had a beetroot and carrot sandwich?