There is so much I love about Christmas, including the unabashed gorging and piggery that goes on all day long. But I may have hit my pig-out waterloo this year. Between my family's Christmas lunch and my boyfriend's Dad/Stepmum's dinner, let's just say a mu-mu was required later in the evening...along with a very urgent diet.
My Mum's Christmas lunch was, as always, an amazing treat with about five times as much food as you could ever hope to eat. Highlights included the vintage Moet (love your work Mum)...
...the fresh South Coast oysters (Sydney Rock of course)...
... a pork terrine topped with apricot compote...
... and coconut milk and chilli prawn stir-fry (oh my God, what a way to celebrate Christmas).
There was also an amazing pork loin stuffed with onion, pancetta and baby spinach which was roasted until the crackling bubbled just right (Thanks, Mr J, my man who helped Mum in the kitchen and has now earned enough brownie points to see him through the year). Oh, oh, and a roast turkey with cranberry sauce for my Texan uncle and our American guests. Yum!
Then it was over to my boy's family for another amazing spread of lobster tails, roast duck, balmain bugs and ... spit roasted suckling pig! Snaps to Mr J and his dad for bringing the baby piggy together at the last minute as the searing heat turned to spitting rain. They kept it together and the heart burn of all the guests involved is testament to its deliciousness - you can't stop with just one plateful. Mmmm. Crackling....
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