>For someone who likes sage as much as I do, this is a pretty grim time.

And yes, I refuse to use ANY sort of dried herbs.

If I wanted to eat flavoured hay, I’d have arranged to be born as a rabbit.

So at the moment, any ideas of flash-frying a good handful of fresh sage leaves in decent olive oil and pouring them over good pasta is pretty much a dream.

And if you see me sitting in the corner drooling copiously, it’s not the early onset of Alzheimers.

I’m just thinking about lunch in early May 2008….

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