So… Apparently… The arrival of next weeks guests will signal a half way house.
So I thought I’d do a little stock check.
It’s eight weeks ago since I nearly ruined Christmas.
Based on the idea that I serve two eggs per person, if I’ve a full chalet and they all have eggs each morning, that would be 36 a day or (taking into account my day off) 216 eggs per week. Before cakes. And puddings. And carbonara. And us… we eat eggs too. I order 20 trays of 20 eggs per week. 400 eggs. Per week. Just saying. I’ve had to run down to the shop to restock a few times. We run out of eggs. I run out of 400 eggs.
No wonder I can crack an egg with one hand with another egg waiting in that same hand. Two eggs one hand. Two too many eggs.
So heres a little count for our eight weeks:
2800 rashers of bacon
678 bottles wine
256 pots yoghurt
192 litres of milk
184 bars of 100g dark chocolate
68kg / 272 bars of butter
56 litre of double cream
56 Duck breasts
48 packets bacon lardons
32 bags of caster sugar
22.4kg braising steak
7 bottles port
4 bottles Cointreau
And one broken lad. Never had so many cuts and burns; I look like I stuck ‘em in a blender and then the deep fat fryer.
So thats the stock-take for the first half of the year. A shit-tonne of eggs and some duck.