Big Phil
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Game SausagesI had the in-laws coming to visit en-masse. Devout townies and faithful sainsburys followers every one. Not being a man of wealth and riches I had to rely on my environment, and local Morrisons, to feed the gathering fifteen mouths in all.
So a good hearty lentil and homemade ham soup there for the taking with good crusty bead baked yesterday by yours truly. Huge slab of butter nade at the dairy farm round the corner, thank you Keith. My gangly, scabby, brotherinlaw thanked me for making gruel for lunch. :smt013
Then game sausages; made with prime venison, blacktip rabbit, pork, rabbit and pheasants, loads of fresh herbs from the garden and home made salsa and chutneys sitting along side the buffet Yorkshire Puds. Same gangly, scabby brother in law turned his be specled nose up. :smt013 :smt013
For tea I left them a pork joint in the oven glazed with local honey, fresh ground garlic, rosemary and thyme roasting in the oven while I went off to work the back shift.
When I got home I fancied bit o' game pie for me supper. Went to the fridge NO game pie. :smt013 :smt013 :smt013
Turned out the mother in law had decided the joint was cooked and took it out the oven, course when they cut into it it werent cooked through so they ate my game pie (I was saving for my little trips out) instead AND put the joint BACK in the oven and BURNT it! :smt013 :smt013 :smt013 :smt013
Wifey sez scabby brother in law wants to come shooting with me, I swear I'm tempted cos I'm sure he'd hold it by the wrong end.
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