I think I'm pretty damn good at feeding my husband. Particularly since he came home with a whole new set of dietary requirements.
But most Sundays, I get a sleep in and more often than not coffee and breakfast in bed. We look after each other.
Look what he whipped up for me last Sunday.
Scrambled Eggs, Celery, Spinach and Salami with Basil Pesto.
With a beautiful brew too.
Now that's what I call a Sunday breakfast in bed!