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Saturday, 21 December 2013
Aaaah, Christmas Dinner.
Only a few days to go, and I must admit that I'm really looking forward to it.
Hardly a Christmas has passed when I haven't eaten Roasted Turkey. We've eaten Goose on a few occasions, and although I prefer the taste to Turkey, there just isn't a huge amount on them. I usually buy a free-range, organically-reared bird of about 4 or 5 kilos; I shall buy mine on Monday.
So on Christmas Eve we traditionally eat in Swedish Smorgasbord style, with cold ham, pickled red cabbage, other pickles, cheese (always decorated with tiny Swedish wooden mice), and other delights.
On Christmas day itself, it's smoked Salmon and Caviare for a simple light lunch, then the Turkey Food-Fest in the evening. I shall stuff the neck-end of the Turkey with a Port-flavoured mix of sage-n-onion, coarse ground pork sausage meat, chestnuts, and chopped prunes, and serve the meat with just roasted potatoes, sprouts, and a few extra chestnuts. I never go overboard on huge numbers of vegs. For our Christmas desert (if we still have room), what else than Plum Pudding with thick cream and Armagnac butter. All very traditional and simple.
I know I shall eat too much (I always do), but I shall make amends. What I shall NOT do, however, is buy mountains of food as if a great famine was imminent. Hopefully we shall eat extremely well; but sensibly.
May your Turkey be moist, your sprouts actually look like sprouts, and your indigestion be manageable. And if, like me, you really enjoy your time in the kitchen; HAPPY COOKING!
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 46 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away; we also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!