Aside from chicken pasta dishes being almost unheard of in Italy, this meal served to the prime ministers key faculty during referendum planning in February is a carb-on-carb car crash

If you needed further proof that Britain has given up on the European project, you can’t get much better than the lunch the prime minister sufficed her top brass at Chequers in February, as they schemed their election strategy, as described in a new volume about the 2017 campaign, Betting the House, by political reporters Tim Ross and Tom McTague. Chicken lasagne and boiled potatoes- as Lynton Crosby apparently quipped, it would be feasible to tell a lot about a lead from the menus they suffice. In this case, it is clear that Theresa May cares as little about regarding the culinary institutions of fellow Europeans as she does about the sanctity of fields of wheat.

Although chicken livers are often added to a beef ragu for richness, or sauces are made with chicken broth, chicken itself is very rarely served with pasta in its homeland, reserved instead for the main course, where it might be stewed alla cacciatora or roasted with garlic and herbs. The culinary legend that is Anna del Conte imparts a couple of projects for using up leftover cook chicken in her notebook of pasta- but never for lasagne- Marcella Hazan does not countenance putting the two together at all in her comprehensive Essentials of Classic Italian Cooking, and neither does that bible of cucina italiana , the Silver Spoon. Part of the reason is that chicken would historically have been expensive, but as a lean flesh, it is still better simply roasted or grilled to bring out its fragile flavour.

The potatoes are a puzzle, too; February is too early even for Jersey Royals, so it can’t have been an expression of culinary patriotism, except perhaps in cleaving to the bizarre Anglo-Saxon custom of helping garlic eat with pasta- carb on carb, like a microchip butty or a potato pie( both of which would have been infinitely preferable ). Either behavior, the entire course sounds stodgy and monotonou, which some of the diners may have felt fitted the atmosphere well.

Food at Chequers is often traditionally bred– British traditional, that is. David Cameron sufficed the Queen and Prince Philip lamb, potatoes and veggies, with bread and butter pudding for dessert( with the information that Samantha sometimes chews every morsel 50 epoches to stay health, one said that he hoped the royal couple didn’t have a civilize to catch ), while John Major plumped for salmon and Edward Heath accepted the ruler with roast sirloin of beef when she came for lunch with Richard Nixon.

The current PM is known to be a more adventurous concoct, with more than 100 notebooks in her collecting, and has cited Yotam Ottolenghi’s marinaded rack of lamb with coriander and sugar and Diana Henry’s roasted chicken with tarragon and dijon mustard as some of her favourites; she has even ended what the hell is cook for Donald Trump if he was never is demonstrated by for supper ( slow-roasted lamb shoulder )~ ATAGEND. This clears me wonder whether the pragmatic May was making a deliberate time with her dismal menu- perhaps, in fact, she was just trying to prepare her team for misfortune. Humble pie and custard for afters, anyone?

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