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A fun post! Living in SoCal, it would be easy enough to visit the Santa Anita or Del Mar racecourses or any of a number of golfing locations (including one a mile away!), but, unlike Sabrina, I'm not much of a sports fan. Still, your tales are entertaining and beautifully written, and the photos are enticing, as is Sabrina's dish. I assume these are lamb shoulder chops, and I could use any potatoes I like, right? It does sound delicious!

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Hi Ruth, Sabrina here. Leg of lamb chops are best as shoulder can be a bit fatty. You want potatoes like Russets which are not too floury. Hope you enjoy!

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"I have invented an invaluable permanent invalid called Bunbury, in order that I may be able to go down into the country whenever I choose. Bunbury is perfectly invaluable. If it wasn’t for Bunbury’s extraordinary bad health, for instance, I wouldn’t be able to dine with you at Willis’s to-night"

~ Oscar Wilde

THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING EARNEST

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Of course! Comical name from a comedy genius!

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SOY AMALIA Y FELICES

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GRACIAS Y FELICES

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Jul 31Liked by Marco & Sabrina

Oh delightful! Love the horse racing venues as polar opposites, so funny, and all that went in between. The seafood sounds delicious. A pleasant day at the races!

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An amusing anthropologcal contrast for sure, Jeanine! Thanks for reading

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My pleasure.

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Jul 31Liked by Marco & Sabrina

What a great read. I learn something new on each story. X

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Thank you for taking us to two “Ladies Days” and now I want lamb!

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So glad you enjoyed it, Jolene!

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Jul 29Liked by Marco & Sabrina

Seeing langoustine reminds me of a story when I was a kid. We were living in Yeovilton as my father was in the Fleet Air Arm and Yeovilton was the land base of his Sea Vixen squadron. One of his planes was flying from Leuchars in the north of Scotland and had to make an emergency landing at Machrihanish, the US airfield on Loch Fyne. My father immediately volunteered to go to Machrihanish and fix the plane. My family come from a small village only 20kms further up the coast. He fixed the plane which was a large fighter jet then filled every nook and cranny of the plane boxes of Loch Fyne's finest langoustine, kippers and a few bottles of Springbank whisky from Campbelltown. After that it became a tradition for RN jets to pay courtesy visits to Machrihanish.

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Haha! What a wonderful story of Scottish ingenuity, Kevin!

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Thanks so much, Amelia!

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GRACIAS Y FELICES SOY AMALIA

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Loved reading this..felt like going on a virtual journey

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