I’m an atheist, and really don’t like tawdry commerciality, so I don’t really do Christmas. The holiday does, though, provide a reason (if one’s needed) to hibernate and eat. If only there was a tick box for food in the religion section of the census. So, without further ado bring on the 12 plates of Christmas.
The turkey has been bought. Though it would probably be more traditional, and preferable, to have a goose.
Ditto the ham.
And the beef. So there should be some decent packed lunches to take to work next week.
Not forgetting the venison.
And there’s a couple of kilos of tiger prawns in the freezer. They’re best served a la plancha with plenty of chilli in the oil
There’s also a duck in the freezer, along with some Chinese pancakes.
Or a large jar of confit for making cassoulet.
Though it would have to be done with chorizo (cooking and eating varieties from Galicia) because there isn’t any Toulouse sausage.
But there are wild boar sausages
With Old Spot smoked back bacon for a serious breakfast
Rather than Stilton there’s a wedge of organic Caerphilly
And the Cava is chilling nicely. Cheap stuff from the supermarket for the bucks fizz, and some quality bottles brought back from Spain for dinner.
Here’s hoping you all have a good holiday.