Cooked dinner for Nick & Johnny last night, as they regaled me on their 7 weeks in Egypt.
'smoked haddock risotto, my way, oh! and syllabub apple rum & raisin.
Anyhow, Barb my 'yank neighbour phoned just now,
"have you got a big pot ?
" of course pop over, I was in the middle of creating a batch of my 'stunning pizza-base sauce ,
it lasts 2 weeks..whilst quaffing some £4.55 spanish red.
She comes in washes her hands saying
"I've just been up Chapel St farmers market, they gave me this
an 'uncollected order from posh Hampstead"
A bloody great pig's head!! la whaala! with whiskers, I totally cracked up!
After quite a few jokes and the head to big for the pot she chirps up
"cut its' nose off"
Barb grew up on a pig farm somewhere in 'thar bib & brace backwood-boonies..
Now, you have to saw and chop ect, hard work "she gave me the nose & jaw..
Fergus, from St John's has dozens of recipes for pigs head...
I'll bet there's not one for 'pigs noses....
Ps: 'such much fun in lockdown....
"If moses supposes his noses was toes's"
'alas poor yorick"
Pss: Ramsey used to work at Harvey's, but I never saw him, I bet Marco taught him to swear...
Nothing worse than some chef swearing at you, especially in french...