Christmas Eve

We were kindly invited to a friend's place for dinner. And I was pleased that we were also going to fondue for dinner. Our friend who invited us, Tanja, is vegetarian so we had to bring our own meat. Unfortunately for Greg since I was almost vegetarian myself before he married me, I have little knowlege of what meat is good to buy or even how to cook it. The best I normally can do is mince which I have found is like a "magic" food because it's very hard to wreck it. So Greg always has to make do with chicken/turkey which is very cheap here.

Apparently fondue is the thing to do at this time. I went to the library to try and get a fondue cookbook but I was too slow. Every single fondue cookbook was out. I had also tried to buy a fondue at the local equivalent of a Salvation Army. It had been there since we arrived so I was no hurry to get it. Obviously no one else wanted it. Wrong!

Anyway, Greg was rather apprehensive about being surrounded by vegetables, (insert scary threatening music here or feel free to make your own ghostly oooh -wooh sounds), but he ate some and he even enjoyed them Aaa-and he had seconds and thirds and fourths. (Insert THUD as jaws hit the ground).