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Pondering on supper this afternoon as one does when one is a high powered publishing exec, I mooched by James Elliot Master Butcher in Islington.
Since Peter, the mad Irishman left a year ago, this place has gone downhill a bit to say the least. But, today, they had some rather nice looking quail on offer. £5.50 for four, I could hardly say no.
So, supper tonight was the four little birds spatchocked, marinated in cumin, cinnamon, paprika, chilli powder and a little honey and then grilled until crispy.
Served, simply, with a crispy salad and a few glasses of Dashwood Pinot Noir from Marlborough in the South Island of NZ ( one of the wineries I visited last year ) it was a very passable supper.
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1 Comments:
Lovely little birds, Hermano, but were they spatchcocked down the front rather than the back??
We don't do it that way in my neighborhood. ;-}
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