Chook

I had high hopes for dinner last night. Roast chicken with peas and good old curly fries. Well, the poor old thing had obviously been on HRT. Not good. The best part of the meal was the curly fries (and that's saying something). One of the bain marie trolley things was missing and was apparently being used for a function! Hope they were having something different to us.
Tonight there's a choice of Pork Chop (ack! memories of the pork korma) with swedes or a vegetable tagine (maybe swedes). Hmmmm. Tough choice.
I've just read in a book that in France parsnips are fed to animals because they are not fit for human consumption. Obviously people of good taste.