Mama Bear had made a nice thick scotch pancake mix, I dug out some metal cookie cutters and pour in some mix – all sounded good...until I realised I would have to flip the pancakes! Now being metal cutters they were too hot to touch, cue a frantic search for some BBQ tongs to rotate the now ‘well-done’ shapes!
Fortunately my sous-chef had surgical training so was able to assist with this intricate task of rotation and then ‘encouraging’ the shapes down the cutters...
By the end of this cooking, we’d definitely worked up a hunger and tucked into various shapes with syrup, lime and sugar...delicious!
I also ‘assisted’ (by assisted I mean watched and threw a couple of bay leaves ‘up’ the bird) with the turkey preparation - Terrance was stuffed and tied up! I also saw (for what I believe was the first time ever, a turkey neck and heart!!)
Then to balance out our morning indulgence we headed out for a walk up the hill...one sister and I actually decided to avoid ‘the hill’ and did our own detour, through fields where we goofed around with unsuspecting horses!
No family celebrations would be complete without champers, so we popped open a bottle to help with our nibbles and final turkey reveal!
Homemade crackers were next with some tasty and pretty treats tucked inside!
Then to help our Christmas feast of turkey, stuffing, sprouts, roast veg and cranberries go down we had a bottle of Chateauneuf-du-Pape, followed by a glass of delicious Baileys ‘Chocolate Luxe’ – you can see the ‘magic’ with a couple of ice cubes, then (because clearly we hadn’t drunk enough yet), a taster of 64-year old Armagnac with some chocs!