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 We have not blogged regularly for some time (not much different happening here) then all of a sudden three blogs in quick succession.

As I told you we are flat out socialising this week. Thursday evening we booked a table at the catering college for their special Christmas meal. We have not been for several years as the college, along with everything else, was affected by Covid. In fact it still is as we were served by a lecturer because a number of the students were suffering from Covid.

We began the meal, as all good French people do with an apperitif. It turned out to be the best cocktail I've ever had. Mandarine liquer topped up with champagne and decorated with clementine and marron glacé. Followed by foie gras royal, a sort of thick soup which coated a vegetable paté. The fish course was lobster served with three different heritage vegetable purées. The piece de resistance was the main course which was pidgeon (our favourite meat) the breast wrapped in cabbage leaves and the leg taken off the bone and mixed with morrell mushrooms. Delicious, but by now I was full. Not to worry I was sharing the meal with a human dustbin who was happy to hoover up what I couldn't manage. However the dessert, a combination of a baba, chocolate sauce and clementine sorbet, was enormous and beat both of us. 

Today is a day of rest for our stomachs (friends for lunch yesterday) ready for recharging for another lunch with friends tomorrow. What a hard life!!