What do those three have in common? My Christmas in Brittany! I decided. Not a very hard decision it has to be said. My flights are booked, my luggage is to be checked at £7 per piece and my arms are to be full of my gift for the French family. I thought a very English hamper from Fortnums would do the trick.
That leaves the langoustine. Now, this one deserves some discourse. In the past when I have had houseguests or indeed been a houseguest, the question one asks and gets asked is something like "what don't you eat?". Or if you had a menu in mind "do you eat such and such?" Such and such usually being brussel sprouts (no) or cranberry sauce (yes). This must be the first time that I have been asked if I will eat langoustine! Sadly, the answer is no. What! you cry in disbelief. It's true. Tuna and cod is my fishy lot. I'm a food Philistine, I know. But I'm going to France for Christmas, so there.
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