James
Guacamole ready to go, I survey the next card on my list. Sally is on the next counter working on her improvised stand-in for the horseradish sauce.
“What will you do about Sonia?” I ask.
Sally’s mouth is set. “She's on her first trial week. Unless she's down with something incurable and infectious or she’s broken both legs, she's looking for another job on Monday.” She sticks a finger in the sauce and tastes. Nodding in apparent satisfaction, she offers the pan my way. “What do you think?”
I don’t claim to have flame-proof fingers, so I use a spoon, then turn the flavour over my tongue. It’s delightful. Savoury, light, creamy but piquant….
Cayenne and capers and….
…. and….
“What else is in there?”
Sally flashes brows. “Secret ingredient. Tell you what. I'll tell you what’s i
