Tuesday, 28 December 2010

Punch and Goosey Show

I'm marking exam papers this week. But by way of distraction, and in an effort to hang on a little longer to that Christmassy sense of comfort and fun, here are a few (more) festive photos:

This years goose was not a disappointment (which is good, because we're still eating it).

Sprouts, chestnuts and bacon.

Flaming Norah!



New holes to make belts and watch fit neatly.


The Pollinatrix said...

Holy cow - TRIFLE! It's been years since I've had trifle; my English grandmother used to make it, but she's long gone.

I have to say I'm not a fan of Brussels sprouts, but that photo makes me actually want to try them again. What a lovely color of green they are! My mom's always seemed to be very dark and limp.

angryparsnip said...

That was a very fabulous looking Goose. I'm glad the new brand did not disappoint.
Your Trifle looks wonderful, I made one too but I made single servings in Martini Glasses.

Keep the wonderful alive...

cheers, parsnip

63mago said...

This is a nice no nonsense watch.

Pat said...

The roasties look divine. I missed out on sprouts and really missed them. We have one last meal left.

Eryl said...

Polli ~ these are frozen 'button' brussel sprouts which always seem to be much nicer than the large, limp ones from the fresh counter. Also, I don't boil them but toss them in a little oil, in this case the bacon fat, then clamp on a lid and let them steam in their own juices. They come out much firmer and sweeter that way.

Trifle's great!

Parsnip ~ making trifle in martini glasses sounds very elegant, I must try it some day.

Mago ~ my son bought me the watch for Christmas a few years back, to compensate for my failing eyesight, and I love it's simple functional quality.

Eryl said...

Pat ~ one last meal?

The Unbearable Banishment said...

The photo of the sprouts are killing me. You see, I love them deeply, but Mrs. Wife refuses to cook them. She can't stand the smell! Yes, I suppose I could steam a few on my own but it's her kitchen and I don't want to stink the joint up.

NanU said...

I'm with UB's wife on the sprouts - just the smell can send me running. Though that roast bird looks delicious!
Happy exam grading. Me too, next week. Happily, there aren't very many, and there's always a little mental prize for the most far-out answer.

Pat said...

One last meal of my lemon and garlic chicken. Though I say it myself...
Our French grandson asked his mother (an excellent cook) to make Grandma's chicken and the young varmint said it wasn't as good.

Alesa Warcan said...

Mmmm! Everything looks delicious and cooked, grilled, roasted, toasted, sauteed to perfection!
And trifle! I've never had trifle but I've looked it up as it often pops up in stories. Always sounded like it had the potential to be an awesome desert. : j
On another note, how about getting our sets of pics done for the 15th of January? I chose "change" as a theme. I'll get back to you as soon as F chooses hers. What's yours? : j

Mollie said...

Hiya, found you via domesticated bohemian and appreciated your handle.

I've got some brussels sprouts in the freezer...for how long did you stick yours in the pan?

Read some of the previous posts too. Loved all three dresses. Good luck with the exam papers!

Eryl said...

UB ~ next time Mrs Wife goes away for a few days you'll have to sneak some into the house, Make sure you open all the windows after steaming though!

Nanu ~ I used to hate sprouts when I was young but I love them now. I only cook them once a year mind.

Far out answers are one of the joys of marking.

Pat ~ you've got me lusting for lemon and garlic chicken now.

Alesa ~ 15th January is perfect, I chose 'vital' as a theme.

Mollie ~ hello, thanks for coming over.

The sprouts were probably in the pan for about ten minutes, maybe fifteen. The pan was hot and oily with bacon fat when I added them and I just tossed them around a bit, put on a lid, kept the heat fairly high and gave it a shake once or twice. Best thing I find when cooking these kinds of things is to taste one when they look a bit done.

Alesa Warcan said...

Knouhm says her theme is "Mundane".
Mundane, Vital, and Change. What an abstract lineup! Kinda gives us free range to do whatever we want! : j

Eryl said...

Alesa ~ very exciting, thanks for letting me play!

Golden West said...

I've never heard of a trifle and it looks like I've been missing out! I'll be googling around for recipes - looks very tasty! And I must admit - I've never had goose or duck before. Venison and rabbit, yes.

Yes, one daughter, 31 years old already - the time, it surely does fly by. My mom started her out as a wee tyke with a jumbo blunt rug making needle and a box of buttons to string. She's sit contently, stringing and stringing and graduated to a real needle and embroidery floss when she was around 4. And there's been no stopping her since, much to my delight and continuing amazement!

Happy New Year, Eryl - to you and yours, all the best! Your blog is one of my favorite visits.

Abraham Lincoln said...

Your new holes reminds me that my wife's uncle, before he died, gave me a bag full of tools. Among them is about 10 punches that punch holes through anything softer than steel.

I never knowingly tasted goose or duck but heard the latter has a greasy taste that sticks to the inside of your tongue and mouth. Was it greasy?

Kass said...

I had to google 'flaming norah' and now I'm more confused than ever. To what are you referring in that 3rd photo?

Did your son come home for the holidays? I still worry about him from time to time.

red-handed said...

Poor turkey. Her name was Flaming Norah.

Eryl said...

Mr L ~ geese and ducks are very fatty birds so they can taste greasy if not cooked in a way that renders off the fat. I hate that so I remove as much of the fat as possible before cooking and then pierce the skin, place the bird on a rack and cook it on quite a high heat so the rest drips off into the pan below.

Kass ~ you can have no idea how much hilarity your comment has caused in this house! I'm not surprised you're confused, 'flaming norah' is one of those (almost) meaningless sayings from my childhood. It is used to express surprise in much the same way as 'good grief' or 'bloody hell' are. The picture is of our flaming Christmas pudding. Tradition has it that you pour brandy over the hot pudding and set it alight, and this one burnt particularly violently, though only for about ten seconds.

Yes, Bob is home and, in fact, has been for some time now. He will be off again in the new year though. Funnily enough he mentioned your comment about trying not to freak out after reading his blog just the other day.

Red ~ we loved her when we knew her.