It looks like I might have a challenge to meet on Boxing Day. Keith's family come for the day and Keith, being the Jamie Oliver of the partnership, always undertakes to produce the culinary delights. But this year, it looks as though he might have to pass that task on to me. Unfortunately, I don't really 'do' cooking. One of my colleagues as horrified the other day when I told her that, under normal circumstances, Keith does most of the cooking as I only have two menus - salmon with salad or salmon with vegetables. I did exaggerate slightly but Keith is so much better at it. For one thing, he's actually interested in doing it. As the French say, the French live to eat whilst the English eat to live and I'm afraid I am very definitely in the English camp there.
Still I shall have Keith shouting out orders from his couch of pain and if it turns out to be inedible, well we will have been spared the burden of exercising it all off in the New Year. Come to think of it, maybe that's why his first thought was to cancel the visit....
I mean, no-one's going to die of starvation, are they?
Hmmm, I'm starting to get nervous now.
Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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May I suggest a big pot or oven casserole dish of Welsh Lamb Stew? With dumplings on top for the last twenty five minutes I am sure such a dish would be well-received. It's just a question of following a good recipe.
Failing that make sure you buy a nice big turkey for Xmas Day and do plenty of veg so you can throw together cold turkey and gravy with a beautiful oven-baked bubble and squeak with frozen peas - followed of course by a good quality Christmas pudding with Marks and Spencer custard or brandy sauce.
I know I can be mischievous but these suggestions are deadly serious.
Thanks, YP. I'll bear it in mind. Funnily enough, Keith has decided on lamb for Boxing Day.
Stop it stop it stop it ! I'm stuck in work reading your blog (not really if the I.T. department read this - oops !) and all I can see is food food food and also all these beautiful mouth-watering suggestions from someone called Yorkshire Pudding too ! I'm so hungry now, I'm even visualising my lovely pet dog nicely cooked up with an apple in his mouth.....not good !
You would eat your dog??? What sort of counsellor are you going to be??? ;)
By the way - is Fanny Craddock a kind of thrush? Sounds painful but I think I have the per..CENSORED BY BLOGGER!
Come on, YP, don't pretend you're not old enough to remember Fanny Craddock and her Johnny!
(Ooops, I mentioned age there. I'll be in trouble with our friend Anonymous again!)
..and you certainly ain't Nigella Lawson...
Tosser!!!
Get as f**king life anonymous!!!
Oh dear, Anonymous has thrown his rattle out of his pram again!
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