Tuesday, 7 December 2010

Hen Night

I bought a hen from a local peasant (paid way over the odds of course) and it came with all its bits and pieces. Inserting my hand you-know-where I found that apart from its guts there was also an egg which I had for brekker next day with brown bread soldiers and lots of butter. I boiled  the fowl with carrots, a stick of celery and an onion and it was eaten with a fruit mustard. The wine was the deliciously drinkable Cabernet Franc from Smooth Tony. Yum yum pig's bum.


Diplomate said...

tricky one that egg business. I have the task of looking after the neighbours egg layers while she's away. It's a toss up between a good supply of eggs (ad infenitum) or a one off meat fest and less work for me.

Peter Ashley said...

I find this photograph very disturbing.