Kirstin: This was amazing!
Anna: Very La La Land darling. Wasn’t the Green Goddess on Good Morning Britain or whatever it was called?
Kirstin: Get fit Lizzy.
Anna: Happy days.
Kirstin: The dressing was the perfect foil. And I don’t normally like grapefruit in a salad but this worked really well. In fact I might just have to have another bit of salmon. Peter won’t mind, will he? I am slightly disturbed that the dressing in the picture is a lot lighter than ours. Ours looks a bit like mushy peas.
Anna: No. Minted peas. Your theory is that it’s because it would have looked like puke in the photograph, no?
Kirstin: Actually, more like bile. It’s my medical training. Thankfully it didn’t taste like bile though.
Anna: I’m glad we’ve finished eating. Your medical training didn’t help much with that grapefruit dissection though did it?
Kirstin: That wasn’t my fault. They were mutant grapefruit. We cooked the fish for longer than Bill suggested. I like my salmon rare, but not that rare.
Anna: Would this be the time to mention that you don’t actually like salmon skin either? Nor does Peter, so you’re not alone. I love this. I really do. It’s healthy and vibrant and filling at the same time. It would be the perfect summer salad for ladies wot lunch.
Kirstin: Today was just like summer, so it was the perfect dinner. Let’s make this again next summer.
Anna: Perhaps in Uzes. Avec le salmon et une pamplemousse. It would be the perfect hot summer night dinner.
Kirstin: Wouldn’t it just? Seriously though. Wouldn’t it? Lucky Peter with all these leftovers. See how I’ve wrapped it, so I can’t pick at the leftovers. Otherwise he would have none. And Oscar can’t have any either. He’s already had quite enough! Look at those eyes of his; big as saucers…guess that’s what Bill’s salmon does for us and cats, eh?