
The goose, the subject of a later blog, has been well and truly cooked. And eaten. And rendered down into stock and tubs of creamy fat. That all sounds a bit slaughterhousey but the end results were very good.
However, even with five hungry (and slightly tipsy) bellies to feed, serving goose usually means there are a lot of left overs. And even a goose lover such as I can get bored with yet more cold roast goose. A middle class dilemma if ever I heard one. Continue reading








