Mini-B and Nainbo came for lunch yesterday after the Sunday Club where I suspect a few pastises had been imbibed judging by the ensuing chimps' tea party. Mini-B arrived, kicked off his boots and promptly took a nap on the sofa, only deigning to join us mid-way through the main course when he elected to use his hands instead of the cutlery and managed to throw most of his food all over the floor.
For starters I made chicken liver pâté by whizzing up some chicken livers, which I'd gently fried in butter for 4-5 minutes, in a food processor along with a clove of garlic, some chopped fresh thyme, a couple of tablespoons of brandy and some melted butter. This was followed by whole roasted trout stuffed with fresh thyme (there's a surfeit of it in the garden at the moment) served with roasted lemons and sauté potatoes.
♫ Cook along to: Jeff Beck Line Dancing with Monkeys