I don't think I talked about Christmas dinner.We scaled it back to its merest essence this year: roast beef and Yorkshire pudding. Not even a shred of Brussels sprouts. No figgy pudding. Nary a glass of egg nog.
The whole point, after all, is — OK, two points: 1) Beef fat (for the Yorkie); and 2) Meat for sandwiches, later.
Which is not to say the roast beef, hot from the oven, wasn't fabboo. But the pud — well, this old girl's aging digestive system is very close to closing the books on that tradition. Urp.
The beauty, though, was in today's lunch; made with fresh, local sourdough bread; smeared with an illegal mixture of mayo, sour cream and horseradish; topped with moist, pink slices of prime rib; lightly showered with a pinch of salt (confession: I'm not super crazy about black pepper); and enhanced with the sweetest, tenderest leaves of baby Romaine lettuce.
O, bless us, every one!
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Yet another yummy looking sandwich. I'd like mine with lots of horseradish please.
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Sadly, aside from a single thick slice, I left our leftover roast beef at my folk's house. No sandwiches for me.{sigh}
I think that often the anticipation of leftovers is far more appealing than the actual feast. Our roast beast was so wonderful, but I KNOW the feeling of that sandwich lust too....
You remind me of my Great Aunt Isabelle who passed on about 15 years ago. She made the BEST prime rib roast and yorkshire pudding this side of the pond. Ah, I long for those good ol' days as I read this blog entry.
Looks good
Roasted beast is my favorite!Just had me one for my birthday and Christmas.Have a happy new year.
Yep, and I had another one the next day! Y'know, while the bread was still nice and fresh.
I'm due to cook roast beef, yorkshire and all the trimmings tomorrow. I can then look forward to the sandwiches that follow with the left overs yummmy.
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