aperitif, 4 parts spirit, 1 part love;
flaky potato, seasoned to bits with salt, pepper, and butter-to-boot;
wife's masala chicken,
dash of home-made mustard, tabasco, and a zesty, by far too fresh-for-its-own-good young, most-green lemon
– shades of a piña colada sinset...
... sunset, at Roodeplaat, or was that, Ventersdorp, or Standerton.... damn?