I took Eight with me to the supermarket the other day. She spotted pomelos and insisted I buy one. Tonight she and Ten requested, i.e. demanded, pomelo salad for the Monday dinner.
I couldn’t remember what Jenny had done but improvised with some Drunken Woman lettuce from the garden; peanuts I dry-roasted in the wok; coconut threads; dried shrimp; a mix of fish sauce, lime juice (from the garden) and palm sugar (not the good stuff – that is reserved for the parents) and a little chilli. They loved it and want it again tomorrow.