Burp! (Oops - sorry). Well, Christmas is now over and what a fantastic time I had. We took so many photos that I'm going to have to split my Christmas story into two blogs.
First of all, let me tell you about the wonderful food I got to eat. We always have turkey for Christmas lunch and this year was no exception. Normally, Missus chooses a bird which weighs at least 7kg. Unfortunately, it was almost impossible to find one of that size here in Italy. So, we had to settle for a turkey weighing a mere 3.5kg!
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| The 'scrawny' turkey, all prepared, stuffed and ready to go into the oven. |
Before putting it into the oven, there was one final ritual which I perform every year without fail - worshipping the 'Turkey God'.
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| "Hail almighty Turkey God, I worship thee!" Drool... |
Whilst the turkey was roasting in the oven, Missus began to prepare the other trimmings...
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| ...such as Dad's all time favourite - Yorkshire puddings. |
Unfortunately, Missus did not manage to prepare a full traditional English Christmas lunch because it was not easy to get some of the ingredients here in Italy. She has vowed not to make the same mistake again and will allocate more time for next year's Christmas preparations.
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| Anyway, she didn't disappoint. My (I mean our) Christmas lunch. Yummy! |
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| I was spellbound by the sumptuous food on the table. The Turkey God was trying to 'seduce' me. |
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| As the saying goes 'The spirit was strong but the body was weak'. Here I am trying to steal some food from the table when the humans weren't watching. |
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| I was trying my best to get hold of that darn bird. Sadly, Missus caught me in the act. As it was Christmas, she let me off the hook with a stern warning. |
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| My Christmas lunch. Turkey, roast potatoes, Yorkshire puddings and carrots. Booti-ful! |
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| After lunch, my humans had a Christmas log cake. I was only allowed to have a small piece. |
Oh well folks, that's all for the time being, but watch out for my next blog: Homer's Happy Christmas 2010 - Part 2.
