Save the Last Roast for Me.

Saturday 1/1/2005 - New Years Day

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Diary and Notes

Unlike just about everybody else in Manchester (the city that drinks more alcohol per head, than any other in Britain), I don't have a hangover. I do feel a little strange, but no headache nor dry mouth with furry caterpillars writhing around inside. How come? Didn't I drink enough?

Oh yes, I drank quite a bit. What I did do however was Dr. Borresen's patented hangover defence, which amongst other things involves drinking five pints of water before going to bed. Most people I know, if they fear a hangover, drink a pint, I manage five. This invariably means you get up once or twice in the night to remove all that excess liquid and when you do, have another drink of water. When you wake up in the morning you'll be fine. Maybe your motor functions will still be impaired (as would normally be the case if you drank too much) but you wont have a headache or feel sick. There are a few other tricks, but I'll save them for another day.

So what's for dinner?

Well, firstly, I am not cooking today. I'm staying with my friends Fran and Matt and their parents are over and the dad is cooking. He's a nice old chap, but I get the impression he doesn't cook much. Also, he's cooking roast chicken, which isn't good news at all.

So far on my nosh-blog challenge I've had roast beef, roast lamb and roast goose. I'm running out of roasting meats and in England that severely curtails one's eating options (roasts, along with ready meals from supermarkets, being the staple diet of many an Englishman). After today's chicken this leaves me; roast pork, roast duck, turkey (dry and boring), perhaps roast venison (pricey), wild boar (very pricey), caribou (obscure and hyper-pricey) and nut roast (no bloody way mate). So if I'm going to have a roast chicken dinner I'd like it to be fantastic - I want a giant capon, boned and stuffed with smaller chickens and slowly baked underground for ten hours, hand picked potatoes, cleaned in fresh mountain springwater and roasted in freshly pressed tuscan olive oil etc...

I know I sound like an ungrateful git and in truth the roast chicken wasn't bad, it's just that I would have rather had something else today. Oh well, a roast is traditional on New Years Day and Matt's dad did a decent job, so I shouldn't harp on too much, also, Fran's apple crumble was good and came with custard.

Happy New Year everyone. I'll make something extra tasty tomorrow.

Cake Blog

Apple Crumble: As I have stated previously, it doesn't have to actually be a cake for my cake blog, a Mars bar would suffice. Anything goes as long as it's different to previous things and is sweet and sugary.


  • Roast Chicken
  • Roast Potatoes
  • Carrots
  • Brocolli
  • Gravy

  • Apple Crumble and custard