Fortunately when the Bodach and I were first ‘ romantically involved’ we managed to avoid his mother’s festive meal. Frozen turkey, defrosted and cooked two days before and served cold, three boiled potatoes, and a spoonful of butter beans. Pudding was mandarin oranges served with jelly and a kind of pretend cream whose name escapes me. On the table were walnuts wrapped in marzipan, and After Eight Mints in a silver holder which looked like a cannon.
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