Back home for Christmas. Been busy catching up with family and friends. Went out for lunch yesterday with Michael and Hanna all the way out in the sleepy hamlet of Gundaroo. Ooohoo. The food was great. I had rabbit terrine for starters and a confit of duck for my main. I tend to think of myself as a bit of a gourmand but, still, I had no idea, until recently, that a 'confit' (pronounced "Kon-fee") refers to an animal (usually poultry or pork) cooked in its own fat. No wonder I felt my heart palpatate as I stuck my fork into the succulent (duck) flesh.
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