Final thoughts on the goose economy
Dec. 29th, 2012 12:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceSo I have a bowlful of goose fat - which I really ought to weigh, come to think, just to satisfy my curiosity - and a couple of litres (boiled down to about a cup, for storage) of good strong stock, and it all feels very worthwhile.
But then I started counting back; and the roast bird fed four of us on Christmas Day, followed by risotto for two on Boxing Day, with enough left over for my lunch the day after; and then goose-and-mushroom pie, which we only ate half of the first day, and finished yesterday; and there's still enough bits for some kind of goose-and-potato hash tonight, with fried egg toppers and kale on the side. That's, um, thirteen meals?
Well done, that goose.
[EtA, since you ask: forty-five bucks, for an eleven-pound free-range goose.]
But then I started counting back; and the roast bird fed four of us on Christmas Day, followed by risotto for two on Boxing Day, with enough left over for my lunch the day after; and then goose-and-mushroom pie, which we only ate half of the first day, and finished yesterday; and there's still enough bits for some kind of goose-and-potato hash tonight, with fried egg toppers and kale on the side. That's, um, thirteen meals?
Well done, that goose.
[EtA, since you ask: forty-five bucks, for an eleven-pound free-range goose.]