This year will be the first christmas where I am the eldest man of the house (actually I'll be the only man in the house) a position which brings with it only one real responsibility: Carving up the festive bird. I've never done it before and I plan to take it seriously. My grandad used to use an electric craving knife, which scared the stuffing out of me when I was young, so I think I am going to stick to regular carving knife and take guidance from this dude, who's perfectly carved facial hair bodes well for his turkey:
I'll let you know how I get on.
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