This entire facelift of Joie De Vivre, and its attached trials and tribulations, have been significantly overwhelming. It seems like a whole new ballgame, a whole new language, a whole different – rather parallel – universe. It has been a humbling experience, with pressure mounting with very click. To a naked eye, the hours of work that shows in terms of absolute visual progress is incredibly underrated and impossible to comprehend. But yet, I am happy that the hours that have gone into it are now beginning to show their teeth.

On returning from The Great Grover Stomp, the realisation hit me that I had been separated from my kitchen all weekend, and I had all of Sunday evening to fix that little glitch. So after a little bit of light reading, picking this recipe was an obvious choice – it called out to me as a refreshing and citrusy pick-me-up, ideal to indulge in after a day of travelling and a weekend of stomping! Read more…