Tuesday, 4 January 2011
Rabbitting on and on and an overdue eye test...
I don't like the taste of rabbit. It's no good sending me your best recipes, I've tried loads of them. I just don't like the taste of the meat, it always tastes a little off to me. Which is why I felt really cross with myself tonight when I found I'd defrosted, not a generous turkey leg but rather, a horrid rabbit. Bugger.
Once again I searched my cook books for something to make the dish edible - nothing. Then I surfed the net, I still couldn't find a recipe.
'Knickers,' thought I.
I decided to roast the sodding thing and if it was still revolting I'd give it to the cats.
Salt, pepper, rough chopped carrots to sit the carcass on and a glass of red wine. (One for me, one for 'im.) Then, because rabbit can be very dry.... [hideous, stinky, nasty, putrid......... Getta grip Lou!...] I wrapped the roasting dish in a foil duvet and stuffed it in the oven for 40 minutes.
I pretended to be eating with the sproglets and passed them over the two roasted legs which they attacked like cavemen. Hubby was to be home later. Then I sliced moist...... moist? moist?!! ....... breast for them too. There was a comforting silence. I was amazed. I decided to brave it.
'Flipping Henry, that's gorgeous!' I said, a taste-sensation in my mouth.
'What kind of meat is this Mummy?' asked the gourmand 8yo.
'Have a guess.'
'Pig, goat, lamb, chicken?'
'I think it's pheasant.'
'No, I already said no to pheasant.'
Then the 8yo had a little light-bulb moment; 'Rabbit?'
'Yes. Good girl.'
'Funny that,' she said. 'It looks like a pheasant.'
Clever Mummy, I made yucky rabbit taste like pheasant.
Hubby came home when the babies were in bed.
'I now like the taste of rabbit,' I announced.
'Excellent,' he said. ''Bout time.'
'You're having rabbit for dinner too.'
'Even more excellent.' [He's game for anything hubby ..... God I'm funny.]
I brought the remains of the roast to the table with a pile of hot, crisp french fries.....
'That's not rabbit you silly moo,' he said laughing. 'That's the bloody pheasant I shot the other day!...'
....... Clearly I still don't like rabbit!