Christmas Eve, 2009
My intention was to do a no-fuss cold buffet and let everyone come and go as they please tomorrow, but I was outvoted by the other four people in the party and they begged for a groaning table of hot food. I can’t say I mind, it’s not exactly torture for me to spend the day in the kitchen after a week of not cooking at all while Old Spouse and I were home alone and eating salads and sandwiches.
Thai Salmon Fishcakes with Tartar Sauce.
Roasts: Chicken, Stuffed Pork Roll, Minted Lamb.
Roasted Potatoes, Mixed Mediterranean Vegetables, Green Beans with Almonds.
Brown & Wild Rice with Gravy and Pearl Onions.
The chicken and pork roll are done, the sponge for the trifle is in the oven, the jelly is setting in the fridge and I have just prepared the fishcake recipe. I am going to iron my favourite white linen tablecloth now and have just been struck by something; I have a six-seater dining table, but there are only five of us.
There will be an asymmetrical empty space at the table.
How terribly sad that someone, somewhere, will be spending the day alone.