26 December 2013

Christmas Giggles

So Christmas morning poked her hiding head out from under the grey clouds & brought with her a scrumptious crisp morning & a hazy slow sunrise. 

Jumping out of bed & tumbling down the stairs, I found my little man already patiently waiting to brace the outdoors with an excitedly wagging tail full of Christmas happiness. Shrugging on my coat & wellies, we set out on our morning walk, filling our lungs with fresh anticipation for the big day ahead!

Father Coco working his festive magic for another successful year.

Having preened & pampered myself, weighed up different outfit options, munched on some breakfast, there was only one thing left to do.. It was time to gather up my stocking & unearth the goodies lurking inside!

Santa must of been eaves-dropping on many of my conversations in the recent months about the majesty of Smashbox makeup! Beholding such fine products, I did what any girl in my position would do...got down to business & indulged in big girl's beauty play. 

I was one very happy girl & the Cava hadn't even been whipped out yet...

Skipping downstairs, I found my parents bustling about in the kitchen & was greeted with goofy Christmas smiles & bundled up into squishy monster hugs. Ooing & ahhing over the festive food they'd already prepped, it was time to get crackin' on the duties I'd been tasked with. 

Makin' & creating the starters. 

Now I'm not going to lie, throughout the whole task I wasn't really sure what I was doing, what the final product would be exactly or more importantly, whether the final outcome would suffice. Or taste nice for that matter.

Impulsive improvisation featured rather heavily...

Oh, and popping the Cava ensured things were carried out with expert precision!

There's definitely something in the air at Christmas that makes sipping on bubbles before 12pm & chomping on endless chocolate truffles totally acceptable. 

Well, it'd be out of order not to take advantage of such unspoken customs, right?

With the starters all prepped & my fingers crossed that they'd pass the tastebud test of the family, I poured another glass of bubbles, plucked up the camera & sought out these two mischief makers...


I also launched the lens at mama Salmon & nabbed a few sneaky selfies with the beautiful lady! 

...whilst papa Salmon busied himself in an attempt to hide from the camera by fussing over the other bird in his life other than Mama & I...

The Turkey.

Such a meddling minx.

After all the fun playing around with the camera, it was about time to start filling our bellies & inevitably devouring far too much food than our bodies could handle. 

Christmas done right we always say!

To start we had Chive & herb blinis topped with a dollop of crème fraîche & smoked salmon, nestled on a bed of rocket, dried cranberries & crushed walnuts.

I also whipped up some spicy butternut squash croquettes rolled in parmesan breadcrumbs, served with a garlic yoghurt dip & sweet chilli sauce on the side.

They went down extremely well. Phew.

With a room full of chatter, giggles, cheesy Christmas cracker jokes & wine toasting, time slipped on & we found ourselves awaiting the hour of the main event...

A huge slow roasted turkey stuffed with garlic, rosemary & copious amounts of herby stuffing, juicy succulent lamb roasted slowly overnight, crispy plump roast potatoes, chopped sprouts sautéed with slithers of crunchy bacon & crushed roasted chestnuts & a mix of roasted carrots...it was Salmon Christmas dining at its prime.

 Oh & lashings of gravy of course!

For pudding, mama served up her coveted secret recipe Christmas pudding complete with thick, warm, oozing custard & a glass of wine. Beautiful.

By now, my eldest brother was laying on the floor of the lounge with his face head down in a pillow & encapsulating the perfect image of the ultimate food coma whilst both my dad & Mamgu nodded off into a sleepy snooze of food satisfaction on the sofas.

After a period of a stuffed family fairly unstable on their legs & just about ready to retire, it was time to regather & settle in for a late afternoon of exited gratitude & smiles. 

It was time for pressies! 

This news undoubtedly thrilled me!

Any present-giving occasion involving my brother James simply can't be passed up without some involvement of a minion-themed gift.

Needless to say, he was stupidly delighted. 

Before too long all that was left were piles of glittery patterned paper, smiley faces, contented yet fragile bellies before we all settled down to play with our news toys & sneak a few cheeky chocolates despite our tummies reverently telling us not to. 

Hush down estomago, you're time to shine has well & truly passed. This is purely a matter of temptation dealing its dirty ways.

Hope you all enjoyed a simply wonderful Christmas, gorged yourselves silly, chuckled & giggled until you peed with your favourite people & look forward to some deliciously wicked antics come New Years eve!

Now excuse me, there's a fresh box of Milk Tray looking lonely & I plan to befriend it before too long. Can't keep it waiting an' all!

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