I love Christmas. No matter how many relatives I trap, or number of Brussel sprout crisps I fit into them, my family are always so patient (see last week’s post). If I was a cynical person, I might think they’ve been sponsored by Baileys. Or a local CBD supplier. They are hauntingly biddable.
Or maybe I am a hot December mess to be feared and placated, with equal measure. (Also, see last week’s post).
If you, like me, are trying to dial down the workload and stress, then this Christmas veggie dish is for you.
