Fiction - short story - Bon Appetit - Part III

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Here is Part III of a comic short story which I'm entering for a competition. Click on any of the green boxes at the top of the post and you'll get taken to the other parts. Bon Appetit Then I tried Duck Rillettes. There was a bottle of Pinot Blanc at the back of the picture so I thought that would really please Quentin. It needed pork belly and duck eggs and served four so I halved everything. I thought this would make it less expensive too. However I forgot to halve the spices and we couldn’t eat it. We had fish fingers that night. I had another disaster with eggs - quail eggs this time. I drove 50 kms to pick them up from a farm. Then I couldn’t remember how many I needed so I bought four dozen. As it turned out, I only needed a dozen. So there I was with three dozen extra quail eggs. If you ever end up with an excess of quail eggs, I haven’t really got any suggestions. But I wouldn’t try to separate them to make an omelette. I gradually worked my way through some of the main courses but it was a bit disappointing really. I mean – how was I supposed to find four live crayfish? And even if I found them, how was I supposed to make them four dead crayfish? Then I needed eight lamb kidneys but when I looked out the window there were my four pet sheep waiting for their oats. They had two kidneys each and four little sheep just like them had given their lives so someone could make ‘kidneys turbigo’. Who needs it? I decided it was time to move on to the sweets section and my enthusiasm returned. ‘Pithiviers’ – now there is a name for you and I don’t even lisp. ‘Pithiviers’. Unsalted butter, caster sugar, eggs, rum, orange zest, ground almonds – what a dish. Quentin couldn’t eat any of it so he had a slice of bread and diabetic jam.