Last night Darrell and Nigel had a “big night out” having been invited by our friends, Julia and T, for our first Yuletide “posh meal” of the season. Unfortunately, due to my having mahoooosive face ache I was unable to attend, having been rendered totally incapable of the act of chewing (accept for wasps!) …..
The evening started well with a full flurry of nomming, brought about by a full bodied and hearty pumpkin soup served with home baked bread ….
…… washed down with a little lager and “real” champagne, which Nigel described as having made his “nose tickle and tingle in quite the most exquisite way!”
Now, as you know we LOVE our traditions (admittedly we make most of them up as we go along), and it was lovely for Darrell and Nigel to share one of Julia and T’s Yuletide traditions ….. “Piping In the Pork” ….. BUT, we strongly suspect that (… a bit like us) this tradition was started last night to justify the following comment that we have since found on Facebook ….. made by Julia
“It’s when you say "No, a little bit bigger please" to the butcher and you get home and your better half weighs the ten pound piece of pork you bought! Oopsy!”
Oh my, it was mahooosively massive and though Darrell and Nigel feasted in a most robust and appreciative fashion …. consuming
slabs whole fetlocks an ample portion of delicate slivers of the aforementioned pork, served with vast dollops of caramelised apple sauce ……..
…… and as a result pudding had to be delayed for several hours, because following Darrell’s and Nigel’s gallant efforts, they were forced to seek the sanctuary of the sofa to recline/lounge in the London Fashion until they were able to manage a just sufficient sliver of tart made using a Raymond Blanc recipe.
It was a most wonderful night ….. and if it had been a Come Dine with Me situation … Darrell would have awarded the evening 12 marks out of 10 ….