Globe artichokes, one each for the first course. Shame they are so expensive in the UK. These were big ones that I steamed in a little water in the microwave for 15 minutes. Eating them is an enjoyable ritual: first pull off individual scales and dip it in a mixture of melted butter and lemon juice; the inner scales don't have much flesh, so they are just discarded; you need asbestos fingers to pull off the hairy choke; then the reward, the slightly cupped disc at the heart eaten with more butter and lemon juice.
The omelette was less successful. I fried some mushrooms, then added some chopped parma ham for another couple of minutes. I then added the beaten eggs. The parma ham made the omelette too salty, and the flavour was too strong.
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