Torkee

I feel I have passed some sort of culinary rite of passage. Today galaxy_girl00 and I cooked an entire turkey dinner for seven people (which would have actually served more like a dozen — there were lots of leftovers).

Two turkey crowns, gammon, pigs in blankets, stuffing balls, roast tatties, potato croquettes, honey-cinnamon parsnips, carrots, bacon-and-chestnut-fried sprouts, and bread sauce. All finished roughly on time and ending up edible — no help from Nigella there. (Honestly, avoid that woman's books. Jam-packed with what are either typos or really bad advice). Quality ranged from the just-about-rescued-from-inedibility (roast mush tatties) to the really quite fantastic (turkey nestled amongst chunks of gammon).

More than a little stressful at the time, but so satisfying. I've never cooked anywhere near that amount of food before, and am proud of myself and galaxy_girl00 for pulling it off.

(Didn't do the starter or desserts ourselves, but that I'm happy to leave for another year.)

After cooking it all, proceeded to absolutely stuff myself, and become unable to move for a good hour and a half.

Now we are home and Cassie is being unbearably adorable at us.

Merry Christmas Boxing Day, everybody!