Christmas Dinner

[Undie]

I know it's a little way off but shopping is being ordered in our house.

3rd year running of my mum and S/dad but this year my Gran too. That sounds worse than it is but we decided when Scout was on the way we would no longer go out on Christmas day, way too much bother, probably end up being 2 cars too. So if either my mum or OH's Mum has been on their own we've said come over.

We think we are having Goose this year, I've never cooked Goose before. Any advise ?

[Lisa]

Yes, invite Foxie.

[Poodlepan]

Yes, invite Foxie.

[Claude Balls]

Not Phloppy, just Foxie?
Harsh.

[Phillip Phlopp]

<sniff>

[Foxie's Mum]

Goose is lovely , but not as much meat as on a turkey .
Preheat oven to gas 7 . Wash and dry the goose , it must be dry or it won`t crisp . Prick all over with a skewer or toothpick and rub with salt . Put herbs ( I like sage thyme and parsley) a celery sta;lk and peeled onion in the cavity . Put the bird on a trivet or rack in the roasting pan to keep it clear of the fat ( there will be a lot !!) breast side down . This is so that the bird will kind of baste itself a bit . Cook for about 20 mins and then turn the oven down to gas 3 and cook for 30 mins per kg , basting every 30 mins . it is a good idea to pour off nearly all the collected fat so that it does`nt burn . DON`NT DISCARD it is the best for cooking roast potatoes and will keep in a jar in the fridge for about 6 months . If the bird is browning to quickly , cover it loosely with foil . 2o mins befoer the end off cooking , turn the oven back up to gas 7 , turn the goose right side up and finish cook time . Check if it is done by sticking a skewer in the thickest part of the leg . If it runs clear it is done . Put it to one side to rest while you make the gravy with the meat juices . Hope this helps and you enjoy yur goose

[Redpig59]

I want a goose cooked by Foxie now

[Phillip Phlopp]

You wouldn't want a goose from Foxie. Strong grip, the Welsh.

[Sandra]

I think I've got to cater for number two's lovely girlfriend. She's Vegan... Gaah!

[Sandra]

I think I've got to cater for number two's lovely girlfriend. She's Vegan... Gaah!

[Phillip Phlopp]

See Frankie Boyle's vegetarian option.

[Sandra]

I think we'd like to keep her, she's rather lovely, so probably not.

[Red Baron]

You keep repeating yourself, Sandra

Just give her the veg and make a vegetable gravy. Easy.

[Sandra]

I have no idea what you're talking about RB. I never repeat myself.

As to dinner, I'm spending a lot of time looking at Waitrose's Vegan section...

[Claude Balls]

You keep repeating yourself, Sandra

Must be the sprouts...

[Redpig59]

A Xmas dinner without the bird or pigs in blankets is vegan.
My God! Who doesn't like pigs in blankets?
It's the food of the Gods

[Sandra]

She does it for moral purposes bless her. Number two is not happy about it. He's told her she can't be over Christmas, as she's just gone back to being Vegan. I'll just try to accommodate her, though it would be much easier if she were Vegetarian.

[Poodlepan]

Vegetables, vegetables and vegetables.

[Gadget]

I think I've got to cater for number two's lovely girlfriend. She's Vegan... Gaah!

This reminds me of a chap who invited us for Christmas Dinner last year along with some other friends, his son and his son's friend. He had to cater for meat eaters and vegetarians and was dashing around, dishing up and serving us like a very attentive waiter, pouring drinks as well as delivering meals.

His son's friend is a vegetarian and was supposed to get the vegetarian sausages but my friend gave him Nut-Roast instead and then rushed back to the kitchen to continue dishing up.

The look on this young man's face was 'aghast'... He had never met his friend's dad before and he just mouthed -I CAN'T EAT THIS!!!! WHAT SHALL I DO? He wasn't a vegetarian, he had a nut allergy!

How we laughed.

[Phillip Phlopp]

The son's friend obviously wasn't English.

An Englishman would have been too polite to make a fuss and would have manfully ate the nut roast and even when the anaphylaxis shock kicked in would be mumbling, 'No, really, I'm alright, please eat your dinners'.