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Published December 13th 2012
Christmas is a-coming, the goose is coming back
Christmas is coming and that can mean only one thing- bloating in front of the telly with a decent brandy and a re-run of the Home Alone movies. Don't try to lie. You know that's the true meaning of Christmas, if not the true meaning of joy itself.
An integral part of any Chrimbo celebration if the traditional dinner, centred around the perfect Turkey, glistening in its own juices and mortality. I was walking through Bloomsbury today and found this stall in the middle of the excellent farmer's market that have outside Birkbeck Uni. I remember when students lived on instant noodles and barocca, but apparently the bright minds of today get treated to this kind of feast outside their library.
Fosse Meadow Farms have a beautiful little stall in the Thursday market, where they sell hot chicken treats at this predominantly food to go market include; confit chicken drumsticks, epic chicken sandwiches, sautéed potatoes and seasonal salads. The perfect antidote to the bitter wind blowing in from behind Senate House Library.
Fresh seasonal farm food in the heart of Bloomsbury
What caught my eye about these guys is the fact that they believe that happy birds taste better. A wonderful counter to the mass produced, torturous meat production methods that feed so many of our Christmas turkeys.
If, like me, turkeys have been largely ruined by too many post-Christmas curries, or the gammon and turkey sandwich that your dad swears that he invented, you may wish to consider a cockerel. Or you could skip a generation and go back to the time when Christmas meant a stuffed goose.
I love little stalls like this. In the centre of London, a stone's throw from the hellish Tottenham Court Road, Fosse Meadow are bringing a slice of the natural life and old fashioned values to the busy people. If they'd been outside my uni library, I am sure I would have used them as an excuse to stop studying.