"The culinary essence of the festive season is a kind of sanctioned chaos. Never mind that, from one angle, Christmas is mostly just rigidly observed collective food traditions and grown adults dying on the hill of whether yorkshire puddings should be served with turkey. I don't think I ever really feel that warming yuletide rush until I have turned a disparate assemblage of leftovers into what, to the casual observer,"
"looks distinctly like a completely unhinged plate of food. I think most of us will know the sort of thing: there will be ragged hunks of surplus cheese, brine-slicked olives, stray bits of fruit and thick slices of the last of the cola-glazed ham; there will be a splat of cranberry sauce, a wodge of stewed red cabbage, and a dense, sticky slice of breathalyser-troubling Christmas cake. It is, I suppose,"
"what most people think of as a Twixmas picky tea. Or maybe even a TikTok girl dinner, where the specific girl being channeled is an exhausted Mrs Claus pouring herself a massive Baileys on Boxing Day. What began as a use for an accidental surfeit of stuffing-bound sausage meat has become one of winter's most potent pleasures However, in our household, these fridge-forages tend to feature one constant: a hulking,"
Festive meals combine sanctioned culinary chaos with rigidly observed communal food traditions and petty debates about details like serving Yorkshire puddings with turkey. The holiday high often arrives when disparate leftovers are assembled into an exuberant, unhinged plate of cheese, olives, fruit, ham, cranberry sauce, stewed cabbage and dense Christmas cake. Boxing Day grazing can resemble a Twixmas picky tea or a TikTok-style girl dinner. A household constant is peppery homemade scotch eggs with golden yolks that anchor these fridge-forages. Family upheavals across decades have altered celebrations, yet the deep-fried scotch eggs remain indispensable.
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