I had broken eggs, cheese and a smoked mackerel that needed using up today, so I made a quiche with some sweated onions and garlic; with a cucumber, lettuce and date salad.

I offered a piece to the carer who came to check on ma at lunchtime. She did not have any idea what quiche was, and turned up her m=nose to begin with but then tried some. She ended up standing very close to me, breathing deeply through her nose and telling me how delicious it was. I think she liked it.