The food never stops. Fondue Night morphed into PF Chaing's night that morphed into Shellsagne Night (an invention!) that morphed into Christmas Day and all the trimmings.
Now we are into Boxing Day and gnawing on the remains of an expertly cooked turkey. Turkey Tetrazini is on the menu tonight, preceeded by a raiding of the wine cellar, an annual event. Yikes, that could have been the sound of a champaigne cork popping. Must investigate!