Monday, January 02, 2012
Roll call
Fowl, its trimmings and the consequent soup now long finished.
The 10kg of brussels sprouts now down to 7lbs 8oz plus 600g, neither set of scale weights going the whole distance. So we have done about two thirds, with the remaining third now a touch yellow but still serviceable. Possible but now unlikely that we will go the whole distance either.
Triple smoked gammon now down to chewing off the bone. A surprisingly large bone, including what was probably the near side back knee, maybe more than two inches diameter at apogee.
Christmas pudding and its trimmings now finished. We felt empowered, in consequence, to crack open the Christmas cake yesterday evening. Oddly, the cake which was baked was moister than the pudding which was boiled.
Chocolate long finished. Dates and figs just finished. BH now chomping her way through the toffees.
FIL knocked off his last gluten free mince pie yesterday lunch time. Taken with cold custard from Birds.
Johnnie Walker Black Label now finished, having survived just two sittings, the people in 'The Vintage House' in Old Compton Street having assured me that it was OK to drink blended whisky. Virtually all other consumables are blended for consistency so why not whisky? All this single malt stuff a lot of snobbery from north of the border; maybe not enough to be snobbish about up there otherwise. The Vintage House could offer a Johnnie Walker special at £168, one of their dearer offerings, but I declined. So interested to read this morning that the Black Label that I did have was the chosen brew of the late C. Hitchens.
All this prompted me to make a start on decanting the sloe gin (see 1st September 2011). Rather more than half now decanted, yielding three standard bottles of the stuff, now back under the stairs to prevent it being spoiled by the light. We also have half a gallon of damp sloes which BH threatens to do something chocolate flavoured with. Will need to be careful eating the results as one could easily do in a filling accidentally crunching on a sloe stone.
Current thinking is that we will wind up the proceedings by taking down the decorations - such as they are - on 12th night. Still thinking about what form that occasion might take.
The 10kg of brussels sprouts now down to 7lbs 8oz plus 600g, neither set of scale weights going the whole distance. So we have done about two thirds, with the remaining third now a touch yellow but still serviceable. Possible but now unlikely that we will go the whole distance either.
Triple smoked gammon now down to chewing off the bone. A surprisingly large bone, including what was probably the near side back knee, maybe more than two inches diameter at apogee.
Christmas pudding and its trimmings now finished. We felt empowered, in consequence, to crack open the Christmas cake yesterday evening. Oddly, the cake which was baked was moister than the pudding which was boiled.
Chocolate long finished. Dates and figs just finished. BH now chomping her way through the toffees.
FIL knocked off his last gluten free mince pie yesterday lunch time. Taken with cold custard from Birds.
Johnnie Walker Black Label now finished, having survived just two sittings, the people in 'The Vintage House' in Old Compton Street having assured me that it was OK to drink blended whisky. Virtually all other consumables are blended for consistency so why not whisky? All this single malt stuff a lot of snobbery from north of the border; maybe not enough to be snobbish about up there otherwise. The Vintage House could offer a Johnnie Walker special at £168, one of their dearer offerings, but I declined. So interested to read this morning that the Black Label that I did have was the chosen brew of the late C. Hitchens.
All this prompted me to make a start on decanting the sloe gin (see 1st September 2011). Rather more than half now decanted, yielding three standard bottles of the stuff, now back under the stairs to prevent it being spoiled by the light. We also have half a gallon of damp sloes which BH threatens to do something chocolate flavoured with. Will need to be careful eating the results as one could easily do in a filling accidentally crunching on a sloe stone.
Current thinking is that we will wind up the proceedings by taking down the decorations - such as they are - on 12th night. Still thinking about what form that occasion might take.