There was music
Cats - this is Sid who thinks he owns the joint.
Good food.
Facing west.
Cat 2 - Zoot - a gentler character
My DIL has an appreciative grand-daughter
Lunch at The Royal Oak Corsley
I know I have just had a birthday but don't rub it in. A brilliant idea but I really wanted venison faggots with caramelised onions in red wine and it wasn't on this menu. However the sweet waitress had a word with the chef.
and I got my venison.
It might not look very pretty but golly it was good.
More later.
19 comments:
Looks like a charming location. Glad you had a good time.
Plants, flowers, a rug that looks like grass, how enchanting.
That letter from your grandchild is precious.
The relationship between the young and grands is one of the most beautiful of all relationships.
Judy: it was lovely to be able to switch off and be taken care of.
GG: not my grandchild - my DIL's.
My step-great grand child.
Did you have to show ID to prove you were over 60?
Wonderful!! What was the meal? xx
Kim: au contraire - they took one look at me and presented me with that particular menu:) Mind you I'm not grumbling. On the train journey my case was lifted on and off the train before I could attempt it. Both ways.
What a lovely visit.
Adore the name Zoot and of course Sid thinks he own the home.
Grandchildren are very sweet as I am lucky enough to know.
cheers, parsnip
John: you are not paying attention:) Venison faggots with caramelised onions in red wine and veg - green - can't remember but it was all yummy.
GG: Sid the cat loves the rug and scrumples it - possibly so he can trip me up. He's that sort of cat.
Going a bit scandinavian with the food selection? :-)
The venison looks tempting but I am not sure about its name. About the cat’s name – do you pronounce it like zout or the French zut. I don’t think I could call it zut because you know, in France, it is something you say when you are unnerved, such as when you prick yourself with a needle, you say “Zut!” – don’t know how to translate it, maybe “darn” ?
I love Sid!!!! - er...in a manly way of course ;-)
The Chef's version for you, looks deeeee-licious to me!
It sounds like a lovely loving trip....! England is so very beautiful.......! And that area is just lovely....! So happy you had such a good time. LOVE the two cars. Are there more?
What a spectacular celebration to remember.
What a great lunch menu! I'd have been torn between two or three items. I so envy you English your pubs and local eateries.
What, in God's name, is a venison faggot? I'm almost afraid to ask. I thought "fags" were cigarettes? I'm too lazy to Google it.
Ahhh, but Pat, you're a loved one, a senior, special loved one...
Oh my! But I'm hungry now!!
Sx
Exile:@ Faggots are a very old fashioned dish, a sort of simplified sausage that is easier to make, using cheap piggy bits of offal and fatty pork and spicy onions made into balls and wrapped in caul fat. They have been made in Britain since approximately the dawn of time - it was an accident with a batch of faggots at a shop in Pudding Lane that started the Great Fire of London in 1666.'
Maybe if I had read that first I wouldn't have tried them but it was the best meal I have had for ages. You must be brave and give it a go.
GG: Is that why he sprayed the sofa whenever I was sitting on it?
Scarlet: you should have been on our outing yesterday - three kinds of home made cake served with thick cream!
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