Yesterday we had braised steak and roast potatoes, with a few roasted carrots for me. I bunged it all in a casserole dish, smothered it with thick gravy and shoved in on a low heat to slowly reach perfection, took about 4 hours. It was, if I do say so myself, gorgeous. It just fell apart.
Tonight, we're having exactly the same meal. Youngest eats the lot, even the manky trim of fat on the edge
I start a month of nights from tomorrow, so we won't get many chances of having a meal together, he's on nights too.