As you pick up the cut pork, already coated in flour. Seasoned with spices, along side salt and pepper. Now beginning to dip the pork into a bowl of egg mixture. Your fingers now coated with hard flour as the egg begins to mix in between your fingers. But before long the sound of a key twisting began to echo through the room. Jingling keys and the creaks of the door opening. You had recognised the second those thick hard boots hit the threshold. Your husband had returned home from work.