When it came to pass that we would be installing a new bench in our kitchen our friend “Dave the builder” quietly arose from his chair in the dark corner and politely inquired if he may have an audience with the good king. The good king was out this day, for it was a Tuesday and every Tuesday the king would feed orphaned raccoons in the park (many of the villagers believed it was a publicity stunt), so the king’s pet Jack Russel, Ron, would talk with Dave. Negotiations continued through the night but eventually it was agreed that Dave would build the bench for the fee of a pineapple and seven silver shillings.
And build it he did.
Now it could be said that man is not a camel… Nor is he another type of animal that can live without consuming food for extended periods of time. As Dave is a man (best I can figure with out spying on him in the shower anyway) he is not exempt from these rules, so we thought it fitting to keep him fed and refreshed. Feeding people when your kitchen doesn’t exist yet and your house looks like a recycled timber yard is all about your bbq, or grill, or out door heat source of some description. If you don’t have one of these then it’s probably all about the Chinese take away down the road.
Put your pen and paper away kiddos because you don’t get an actual recipe for these. You’re quite simple… err, I mean it’s quite simple. You do it long and slow. I know I may be starting to sound like your wife now but it really is that simple. 3-4 hours over some smokey coals and your builder is going to be a happy man.
Hell of a week!