This Ramadan with hubby away, has been one of the quietest ever for me. With us all eating in our own quiet little corners, barely awake and slightly dazed. Mum-in-law is unwell so eats in bed, Little Lady slinks off with her food after being told to wake up three or four times. I wake the boys if they plan to fast on the weekend and they sit there looking at the food as if they do not know what it is, after being told off a dozen times and blackmailed with threats of not being allowed to fast if they don't get eating.
For my suhoor I usually have a small chappati,some date slices, a glass of milk and a big glass of water. On the day of this prompt, I happened to have leftover pizza and chicken and potato pasties that were left over from iftar. Suited me just fine.
I love how peaceful the house is at suhoor and especially at weekends when I don't have to worry about getting back to bed for work.
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