Bread Sauce
With Roast Chicken, turkey or game, there is a compulsory sauce named Bread Sauce.
It is a peculiarity.
Heady with cloves, wafting with onion and well… milky, but thick and pallid. Neither prose nor photography can do it justice. Imagine trying to persuade someone to eat it. It’s a tough one.
Yet it is also a fundamental part of our roast dinners. Christmas without bread sauce is unthinkable. Sunday roast lunch without bread sauce is heinous. Nothing sings alongside a bird like bread sauce does.
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