We ate Henry.
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6 comments:
You WHAT?!
It's true. Breakfast was an omelette courtesy Gladys and Doris and dinner was Henry.
HOW CAN YOU EAT SOMEONE YOU HAVE CHRISTENED?
roast, curried, fried?
Roasted. A bit chewy, but last night's cock-a-leekie soup was the finest ever. Having the feet makes the broth so much more substantial.
Mmmmm.... Yum!
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