That is another kettle of fish entirely.

The menu we settled on was this: / smoked salmon Greek pizzas / potato soup with tomato and basil / spinach-ricotta roulade with Criminey! sauce / baby asparagi with pine nuts & lemon / crepes with raspberries and chocolate / […] Eric took charge of dressing the asparagi, since I was hip-deep in roulade action, and I'm not sure exactly what he did with them.

Get tha gone out on't, tha gurt guttling gor-bellied mazy-jack! she observed acrimoniously.

Thou neuer hadſt in thy houſe to ſtay mens ſtomackes / A peece of Suffolke cheeſe, or Gammon of Bacon, / Or any eſculent, as the learned call it, / For their emolument, but ſheere drinke only.