Fuck grandma, my roast dinners are an event. Got my roastie game en point, my yorkies are crispy and all the trimmings are standard. Plus the gravy, not to brag, will make you jizz your pants its that good.
Totally unrelated, but you made me question if the phrase is supposed to be “en pointe” like ballet or “on point.” after a little research, I’m guessing it’s “on point” but it seems like the etymology could be from ballet potentially, but it sounds like it isn’t likely. At the end of the day, it means exactly the same thing so it doesn’t really matter. I do find it funny you used “en point” instead of “en pointe” though. Halfway between the two I guess. Lol.
Honestly, beef wellington isn’t bad or anything but it’s definitely overrated. Don’t bother trying to make one, just find one at a restaurant and wonder what the fuss was about.
See, gravy is so easy - meat juice, stock, bit of balsamic - I think how can you fuck this up? Then you get gravy litteraly in any commercial setting, and… urgh…
Yes but those are restaurants, im assuming grandma is still serving up run over peas and boiled potatoes
Fuck grandma, my roast dinners are an event. Got my roastie game en point, my yorkies are crispy and all the trimmings are standard. Plus the gravy, not to brag, will make you jizz your pants its that good.
Totally unrelated, but you made me question if the phrase is supposed to be “en pointe” like ballet or “on point.” after a little research, I’m guessing it’s “on point” but it seems like the etymology could be from ballet potentially, but it sounds like it isn’t likely. At the end of the day, it means exactly the same thing so it doesn’t really matter. I do find it funny you used “en point” instead of “en pointe” though. Halfway between the two I guess. Lol.
Honestly, getting it wrong in either sense might be the most British thing I’ve ever done.
One thing I’ve always wanted to try is a well made beef Wellington, looks tasty
Honestly, beef wellington isn’t bad or anything but it’s definitely overrated. Don’t bother trying to make one, just find one at a restaurant and wonder what the fuss was about.
Is just a fancy corn dog.
See, gravy is so easy - meat juice, stock, bit of balsamic - I think how can you fuck this up? Then you get gravy litteraly in any commercial setting, and… urgh…