Lancashire Telegraph has a story about a turkey named Laura
A FOUR-AND-A-HALF stone turkey has been donated to a charity which supports vulnerable people by an artisan chef.
The 67lb hen, named 'Laura' was donated by the Tom Wood Artisan Butcher in Blackburn Market to the THOMAS organisation.
Mr Wood, 38, from Longridge, will divide up the bird into smaller cooking portions and will be cooked and given to the homeless by the charity.
The bird, which stands at a whopping 30kilograms, would cost around £260 to buy and could provide food for around 300 people.
Well done that man, although I'm not so sure about giving the bird a name - seems a little ghoulish to me. Oh well, it's my turn to make the evening meal so I'm off to cook Sammy the salmon.
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Shades of a Dad's Army episode...
(Mr Blewit only had the dark meat, so Pike swapped it over with someone else's)
I'm more worried about the term "artisan chef". There are a lot of "artisans" about now. Are you an "artisan blogger"? I would certainly like to be an "artisan reader".
@Sam Fega: fartisan sprouts.
An artisan butcher does his own killing. How you kill etc. can be crucial if you want your meat a certain way and for certain tastes. That's my my dad said and he had been a butcher, but he left it to my mother to deal with the bird at Xmas. Happy days.
Merry Christmas AK and all who post here. Don't eat too many sprouts.
Happy Christmas all...
And I do hope you enjoy your Brexit Christmas dinner, no Brussels !
Scrobs - amazing how far it went if I remember.
Sam - kind of you to suggest I might be an "artisan blogger" but I'm fortunate enough to have "artisan readers". Artisan means crusty doesn't it?
Sackers - it's dried apricots with me. Sprouts not so much.
Demetrius - we have one of those a few miles away but don't go there as often as we should.
Roger - Merry Christmas to you too. No sprouts on the menu this year fortunately.
Wiggia - Merry Christmas to you too - no Brussels here.
‘Artisanal’ arguably means home-made, i.e. independently derived and produced; and thus for better or worse inherently variable (in itself the very essence of life). It probably also means we lack sophisticated modern preservatives, which partly accounts for our tendency towards crusty mouldiness and resigned if unwilling acceptance of inevitable decay. Somewhat adrift in the modern mass market economy and possibly of dubious apparent utility; but still tasty though, more often than not, and at the very least interesting!
Happy Christmas, gracious and thoughtful AK, and your stimulating contributors.
I know one should never wish ones life away, that we are enormously temporally privileged, that at some unknowable point it will be almost certainly be worse. But still, roll on bloody spring!
Clacket - Happy Christmas to you too. Gracious and thoughtful eh? Who needs Christmas presents when blogging is so rewarding?
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