The Best Meal Again

25 years ago, I ate the best picnic on my friend’s living room floor of Linda McCartney sausages, toast, and tea. We can’t get them in the US. Whenever we’re in a country that carries them, we don’t have a kitchen to prepare them. So the most I’ve gotten to do for the past 25 years is go to grocery stores and stare at the box in the freezer section.

But Josh got us an aparthotel in York with a full kitchen. We headed out to the grocery store, purchased everything we’d need to remake the meal, and I fried up vegan sausages for the family.

They were just as good as I remembered 25 years ago. Even better because we were sitting at a table, and I wasn’t jet-lagged. Well worth the wait.