I’m having virtual breakfast this morning with one of you readers who sent me a wonderful surprise, which I relish.
There was no gift slip in the box from the UK, and the only address suggest that it was not the giver who did the packaging. God knows who you are and I will include you in my intended prayers for benefactors.
What, you might be wondering, was sent?
Just a little bit scraped over bread is not too little, as Bilbo was starting to feel as he aged, but is just the right amount, especially if the bread is good.
It is essentially a paste from anchovy with herbs. I’ve written about it before. Here, in a Zed-Head mug with strong English Breakfast Tea.
A wonderful change of pace from my usual powerful coffee and perhaps a little bread with jam and butter… or nothing. Nothing other than coffee, that is.
The arrival of this Patum brightened two days, so far. Happily, because it is used sparingly, there should be quite a few more.
The only problem is that, once I’ve finished off these rye toasts, I will want to start over.
The last time I wrote about Patum (sent by commentator here Zephyrinus), and my attempt to make it myself, I had just received a book from Angelico Press, with a title that I relished.
Christ The Liturgy by William Daniel