Food, glorious food

I just spent the afternoon Christmas shopping at a restaurant supply company. Navigating a large cart through stacks of 5 kilo bags of cooking chocolate to peer at the 10 by 10 feet lobster tanks, having to ask if they maybe had a turkey in the back that would fit in the oven, taking note of the fact that they were out of 2 kilo blocks of foie gras, If we would like a 6 kilo tub?
I finally found boiled duck preserved in goose fat, for the spring. Christmas really should be an orgy of excess, in every single way. There is a real reason to fatten up this winter. Come January grasshopper corpses will litter the streets, only industrious little ants will live. Merry Christmas!