It was an okay-to-slightly mediocre xmas, foodwise; the taste was there but it was a C- presentation situation. The turkey was really nice, thanks to my patented bard the everliving shit out of it technique involving half a block of butter and lashings of belly bacon. I sit it in about half a litre of stock, push butter under the skin and cook covered for the first few hours, removing the foil and bacon to brown. |
And that is Malaysian sago pudding with coconut cream and sugar syrup, not a bashful loofah ducking out of a bukkake party. I did warn you about crap presentation. You can't really fuck sago pudding up so it was still oddly delicious in that spongey not-jelly sort of way. Which reminds me- there is still some rogue sago hiding in the fridge. Bye suckas 😍 That is a fucking italic emoji. Did not know that was possible. |