My office seasonal festivities were held earlier this week.
We had to fill in a form beforehand, saying what we couldn't or wouldn't eat, any allergies etc. I put that I don't eat meat and I can't eat mushrooms.
So what were the choices on the day? Roast chicken or mushroom risotto.
I asked the waitress for an empty plate so I could just eat the veggies (boiled new potatoes and almost raw snow peas - there were carrots too I think, but I hate carrots).
Instead of an empty plate she bough me risotto without the mushrooms, with a suspiciously brown gravy. On tasting the risotto I could only assume that it was part cooked and was to be finished off with the mushrooms (I saw no-one else eating it so could not verify).
I went home and made myself a sandwich.
Bah humbug! As we like to say in these parts.