We grow our own food in a suburban village in the North East of England. Follow us as we keep up the battle to be self-sufficient.
Tuesday, 30 September 2014
The cat got my tongue
In the pig's head we boiled up for pork stock recently we found the tongue still in it. After taking the head out of the pan, we removed the tongue and left it on a plate. The plan was to slice it up. Alas, our cat launched a well co-ordinated raid on the kitchen and stole the tongue. She ate well! She gave us a good licking. It speaks volumes......I think that's enough puns for tonight!