Heaven also comes in boxes
Righto Moshers, its Christmas eve eve, and about time I shared with you the menu I have on offer over the festive holidays. I don't 'do' turkey, I personally think its the blandest, most flavourless meat in existence (apart from maybe limpets), so I always have a goose on my table after Santa has done his bit and left some loot. Also as there is not an abundance of meat on goosey goosey gander, it will be joined by a pheasant. Nothing like a bit of game to go with the festive spread, especially one that has been freshly plucked out from the sky with a well aimed shot. *SMILES*
But breakfast is just as important on Christmas morning, and you will need more than boring old Cornflakes to bring you back to life if you indulge anything like I do the night before. The remedy is in the photo above: laverbread. I wrote about this Welsh caviar in an earlier post not so long ago so you might remember it.
A Welsh fry up! Oh I can smell the delightful aromas as I type! I am healed even before ive applied the damage! Bacon, laverbread, cockles and eggs, accompanied by a mug of tea. Delishimo! No matter how hard you hit the sauce, this will get you rockin' and moshing once again. Hurry up Christmas morn!
Nadolig Llawen i chi gyd! Merry Christmas to you all!
Open sesame...I mean laverbread!
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