Elf and Cooking

Ally and Davie went to the butchers at 10 a.m. to collect the turkey that we had ordered, as well as gravy, two kinds of stuffing, and chipolata sausages. Ordering the turkey from our local butcher is a Christmas tradition of Grandma’s, and going down to the butcher’s at the beginning of December to order the turkey reminds me of her. I miss her especially at this time of year. 

We went into town for a bite to eat before going to see Elf at the St Enoch Centre Vue cinema. I haven’t been there before because it’s fairly new, and it’s very smart with recliner seats. Andrew came along too, after lunch with Ally, and after the film we went to Sloan’s for drinks. We were lucky to get a nice wee table where we all chatted. Andrew was telling me that he has recently finished reading “A la Recherche du Temps Perdu” and I look forward to discussing it with him. Andrew and I share a love for Russian writers too; I think that he likes Chekhov best, as do I, but I’m developing a taste for Turgenev. 

Home from town we got down to some serious preparation. James stuffed and sewed up the turkey, and made the sherry trifle (to Grandma’s recipe of course.) Chanel made some lovely ginger biscuits in the shape of Christmas jumpers which we decorated later, and I made sticky toffee puddings which turned out a bit messy but tasted good. Ally made a steak dinner and we ate it while watching quiz shows on television. 

The young ones laid out their stockings at bedtime, and hopefully Santa will remember to visit Casa Anderson during the night!