Thread: Dinner

Originally Posted by BLD

dont cheap out on the butter to save the price of a can of leo. its soup man breads gotta be buttered. every coont knows that

46 baht saved is a Leo downed. Or so they* say.







*they = cheap coont TEFLrs

Originally Posted by DrWilly

46 baht saved is a Leo downed. Or so they* say.







*they = cheap coont TEFLrs

How dare you. That was was NZs finest tinned soup.

Originally Posted by DrWilly

46 baht saved is a Leo downed. Or so they* say.







*they = cheap coont TEFLrs

Nobody except you has ever said that, ergo you are outing yourself there as a dirty cheap tefler.

Armstrong 2 - 0 Willy

Originally Posted by armstrong

Seems pointless to butter it as it's getting dipped anyway.

Noo.its for the buttery flavour when combined with the soup. I thought everyone done it that way

Hang on chaps. Are we arguing about soup or Leo now?

I hope it wasn't condensed because I just chucked it in the microwave...

The Leo or the soup? Plus you shouldn't put cans in the micro bld tip#547

Originally Posted by BLD

The Leo or the soup? Plus you shouldn't put cans in the micro bld tip#547

I hope you're just pretending to be this stupid.

I know I'm not. But I'm not so sure about you

Back to the insults again? No banter?.no cross cultural humor? Has David44 got it all wrong ?

Anyway .not gonna argue about a can of soup on Xmas eve. With a tefler. Merry xmas.

Who's arguing about soup?!

Originally Posted by armstrong

Who's arguing about soup?!

Absolutely not me.

It's clear which side butters our bread.


And on that note. A very merry Christmas and a very happy New Year to Armstrong, Nev, and the other fantastic moderators on this fine site.

Have a smashing dry, spit or animal fat dipped Xmas, fuckos

Originally Posted by BLD

I know I'm not. But I'm not so sure about you

a yuletide zinger, whoosh outta the ball park

Try as a might, I just cannot sleep past 5am, even after a late night.

It drives me mad.

Today I forced myself to stay in bed until at least dawn broke, and then got up to let the dogs out.

Yeah, well... no luck with Lola, she wasn't going anywhere (and yes, I am very much hoping for a new duvet cover for Christmas!)



Maya has taken to sleeping in the daughter's room, and there was no sound coming from there at 6am... so I went downstairs alone on Christmas morning.

I mean, what to do? I seem to have lost the ability to relax in what little spare time I get these days, so while the rest of the family continued doing that much sought after and elusive thing called 'sleep' I started to prepare the Christmas lunch at around 06:30 hours.

This monster turkey substitute weighed in at 3.5kg, so according to Google will take a little under 3 hours to cook.



Around 07:30 hours the gardener popped in to say 'Happy Kissmass' and gave me a bottle of Johnny Walker and a new whisky glass for my present. Nothing says, 'please stop drinking my Ya Dong and using my Ya Dong glass', more than this! Anyway, his Ya Dong is safe for at least a day, maybe even two.



It ain't like buying a chicken in Tesco back in Ol' Blighty...



The head and feet were boiled up for the street dogs' Christmas dinner, the juice will contribute to our gravy.

Taking shape nicely!



And there we have it... 'oven ready' and not even 8am. Even Boris Johnston couldn't do that!

The obvious school boy error was that the bloody lid of the convection oven wouldn't go on, such was the size of this monster chicken. I tried to push it down a bit, but it was no-where near. Then a brainwave and I took out the metal grill beneath the glass pot... a perfect fit!



Par boiled spuds and carrots done, sausages wrapped in bacon prepared, gravy ready to go, mangoes peeled for the mango crumble, and still not even 11am!

By my reckoning the chicken will go on at 11, in ten minutes.

Still no sign of the rest of the household, apart from Maya who turned up an hour ago. The bladdy daughter must have let her out, then gone back to bed. The bugger.

What to do?

Only one thing really... the sun must have passed over the yardarm somewhere?

Merry Christmas, everybody!



Christmas dinner/lunch pics to follow, if I remember...

Originally Posted by Mendip

This monster turkey substitute weighed in at 3.5kg, so according to Google will take a little under 3 hours to cook.

That is a big chook.
Did you weigh it after the head and feet were gone? Are you sure it has no residual internal organs?

Looks good Mendy. My family also enjoy sleep so it was just me and the dog u til about 9. Quick cuppa tea then I had half a pint of Baileys. Sausage sarnie for brunch and I've got a cottage pie and Yorkshire puddings for dinner.

Wife and daughter for me this which I'm looking forward to.

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That Baileys may have effected me for than I think

Originally Posted by Shutree

That is a big chook.
Did you weigh it after the head and feet were gone? Are you sure it has no residual internal organs?

Yeah, I've heard that before... never!

3.5kg before removal of head and feet, although theycan't total more than a 50 grams?

No residual organs were left when I stuffed the bird. This is a big chicken!

Originally Posted by Mendip

No residual organs were left when I stuffed the bird.

Did you weigh it after stuffing? That weight counts towards cooking time. Although I have absolutely no clue how long it will take in the Otto. Especially with the metal rack removed, now the air cannot circulate underneath the bird. I'll be following your progress closely.

Only jealous. The only food I see here for Christmas Day is a huge bag of 'loog chin' for her friends. And she plans to buy a box of those vile doughnuts on her way home from work. I might need extra olives in the martini.

^ Bladdy hell Shutree, now you're really confusing things. I stuffed the bird good, really rammed it in, so I guess that could have added half a kilo?

The Otto is brand new but doesn't seem as hot as the old one that died last week. I've borrowed the gardener's disgusting cooker for the veg, but I think his is better quality.

Anyway, no wife or daughter as yet so I've got the hump and am sitting alone by the pond with Johnny and Leo.

Even Anna won't leave her chair.

Merry fukn Christmas!

Originally Posted by Mendip

I stuffed the bird good, really rammed it in, so I guess that could have added half a kilo?

Is it true that dogs take after their owners?

Get in Yogi!


My hangover is worst than first feared, I may have to cure it with the Armstrong Baileys remedy.