Last night I went out to supper and had a meal that Grandmama would have loved .
A roast chicken ,skewered and served upwards ,with it’s parson’s nose ( her favourite bit ) pointing north , on a bed of skinny chips ( her actual favourites were MacDonalds Happy Meal ones), stuffed to the ginnels with sage and onion and with a jug of gravy to pour over the top all accompanied by a classy cock of gin, Green Chartreuse, lemon sherbet, lemon juice and soda water.
Heaven
I had the best steak and chips ever at Tramshed. That’s a Mark Hix place too
I told the chef it was ambrosial !
My Dad liked the parson’s nose too!
One year I cooked a turkey-crown for Christmas lunch- Mother was not happy- NO parson’s nose!