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Late Friday night.

T. had a three hour breast feeding class from 6 until 9pm.

I dropped her off, went home, walked the dog, did some shopping, came back, picked her up. Some of the women coming out of the class looked ... somewhat tired. Imagine having a three hour class of any kind on Friday night after a long working week.

Home by nine-thirty. Pasta on the stove, bacon shards in the pan to sizzle and then some garlic, a dash of white wine and a scattering of cracked peppercorns.

Spaghetti cooked, drained, tossed in the pan with just a little of the cooking water, maybe a tablespoon, two eggs cracked over the top, a sprinkling of chopped parsley, fold the eggs through, some parmesan added, stove off, lid on for a minute as the egg sets, having been folded through.

Spaghetti carbonara. You can't beat it as a late Friday night meal. It's easy, fast, homely and delicious.

PS: The dateline shown is about sixteen hours behind actual time here, which is Saturday morning, ten past ten. The sun is shining and the birds are chirping. Another sunny autumn day.

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