It must have been all that fresh air on the Pennine Way. I started ranting about food on the first night and I haven’t stopped since.
“What’s on the menu?” I said to Ben. Jane had decanted us in Malham and we started walking in the morning. But first some delicious Yorkshire home cooking in the pub.
Or maybe not…
“Award winning Malhamdale sausages,” my son said.
“Awesome, I’ll have those. What about you?”
“Rabbit pie. And it says the rabbits were ‘locally shot by Dave Parker.’”
“Well let’s hope the vegetarian society doesn’t have its AGM in Malham. Dave’ll have to go into hiding.” [Read more…]