Pub news.
DISASTER! There are 156 booked in on Sunday for Christmas lunch, between 12 and 3pm. This means I am stuck with bloody Turkey (not keen), roast spuds(like), sprouts(I can live with), honey-roast parsnips(yuk), and stuffing(ish).
Roll on the New Year! Bah Humbug!
11 comments:
Weren't you going to your sister's on Christmas Day?
I like food so bad, I'll eat and be glad. That rhymed. It's a poem, I'm a food poet, I'm a food poet :-D
Why don't you ask for a plate of just roasted spuds with gravy and maybe a sprout or two!
Oh dear. I hope there will be some bacon-wrapped chipolatas, at any rate. And carrots.
GG, this is tomorrow!
GG, you're a poet but didn't know it! x
Mickle, i've got to have some meat!!
Z, I think there are carrots, but, as for the former, I doubt it!
I can live without turkey. I'm having a lunch with the girls - there mey be turkey but I am doing my lemon chicken on the day.
Sounds good, Pat!
Turkey is Christmas Dinner here....
WOW! That is a lot of people!!!!
Naomi, it all went smoothly!
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