It's all about the food

It was about 9am when our neighbour Alfonso handed Peter a dead, but still warm rabbit. It might not be how every day starts, but it works for me.

This is the dish Peter created for our dinner by frying off the rabbit and some chorizo then adding everything (except the rice) to a casserole dish and putting in the over for a few hours, adding the rice in the last hour.

1 Rabbit (from the neighbours)

2 peppers (from the garden)

Tomatoes (from the garden)

Piri Piri (from the garden)

Garlic

Onions

Rice

Chorizo

He’s also been using up some of our slight excess (is 20 kilos excess?) of tomatoes, by making gazpacho;

It’s so simple and really refreshing and surprisingly hearty. Just wiz the ingredients together in a processor, then chill, chill the bowls you serve it in too.

Just use

Tomatoes (from the garden)

Onion

Garlic

Cucumber (from the garden)

Olive oil

And as if that was not enough, he seems to have created the Aubergine fritter....

Grate the aubergine (note it does not grate in a food processor), add some corn flower and spices, add and egg then shape into balls and put in the fridge. Then all you need to do is fry them! They went down well at our neighbourhood BBQ.

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