Tuesday 28th June 2011
“Here you are Zeph, have a look at this. These are what Henry VIII used to eat…” I said as I popped out the two tiny oysters of meat from the cavities on the underside of the poussin. I don’t know how I know this information but I believe it to be true. One of the more useless pieces of information that I retained from my years of sitting in history class copying from a blackboard. I also remember that his favourite food was apricots too.
My son leaned in to get a better look.
“…and then he would throw the rest to the dogs.” I continued putting them in his mouth, one at a time.
“Why?” He asked savouring each one.
“‘Cos he didn’t want the other bits.”
“How many did he eat then.” He continued slightly unsatisfied.
“Hundreds…You can pick that up with your hands…” I said pointing to his plate.
I had let the poussin cool down before serving so he could pick it up with his fingers to eat. They can be a bit fiddly and as my son loves eating with his hands I thought he’d enjoy the idea of getting medieval. Although I’m not sure Henry would have had chips with his mountain of chickens, or salad come to think of it. But he definitely would have eaten off of metal plate.
As you would imagine, he loved eating with his fingers. 😉