Although it really shouldn't be season-specific, I associate the end of the year with a nice Stilton and a glass or two of proper Port.
I started on the while I was out of town visiting, but now I'm back in London I was about to spoon out another piece when disaster struck! No Port!
Sorting through my drinks cupboard led to plenty of , Whisky ( Laphroaig , Scapa, and 'visitor'), Rums, Vodkas and liqueurs, but Port was obvious by its absence.
With great relief, however, a visit to the wine racks in the hall presented me with a bottle of white Port and an unopened Tawny Superior, Quinta do Infantado, which I must have put there after my last visit to Lisbon, which means it has spent quite some time in bottle – about nine years in fact!
Anyway, with Port and Stilton alongside my chair, and a movie showing on the television, I shall now take my leave of you …