The weather’s cold, snow is a-falling and we’re all freezing our nuts off (in a non gender specific way). This is the time to head in to culinary battle crying “God for Harry, England and a warming dinner”. Cold brings out the blood thirsty warrior in me.
And in the spirit of dear old Prince Hal, King Harry or whoever he was, I managed to find some chorizo made from English venison. A strong gamey sausage with all the smoky heat of a chorizo. Not quite as zingy or intense as the real McCoy. But interesting and it worked really well with this dish. Continue reading
