"I won't be able to eat all of that", gasped my gran as her roast dinner was placed down in front of her. Eyes wide and fidgeting in her seat, she tentatively took her fork to the slices of turkey to check there were no more bits of stuffing sneakily hidden underneath.
Famous last words. We have this debate nearly every time we sit down for a meal, but more often that not she wolfs it down - a passer-by might think she's never had a hot meal in her life.
Of course she has, she's nearing 95 and growing up it was her roast dinners I most looked forward to. She doesn't cook as much anymore, but I remember her chicken roasts fondly. Delicately covered in thick gravy made from stock and packed with roast potatoes and Yorkshire puddings, she's always known how to please a crowd - so her opinion is essential.
