The Pheasant Philosopher’s Christmas Diaries: just a little trifle, please!

Christmas is now the only time of the year I make trifle. Growing up it was a mainstay of my grandmother's birthday and Christmas tables, but the tradition now firmly sits within the festive period.There's something wonderfully decadent about the layers of creamy comfort, the hit of booze and the digging down to the bottom … Continue reading The Pheasant Philosopher’s Christmas Diaries: just a little trifle, please!

The Pheasant Philosopher’s Christmas Diaries: top tipples

    Stocking the drinks cabinet is a chore we must all undertake at this time of the year, whatever your personal preference, relatives and friends' preferences must also be taken into account and that bottle of Creme de Menthe hidden at the back of the under-sink cupboard surely cannot last another year. Interestingly, some … Continue reading The Pheasant Philosopher’s Christmas Diaries: top tipples