Pulling the octopus apart was a bit of a challenge as neither of us actually knew what we were doing (this was Chris' job - my finger is still broken and not really up to such fishy tasks). However, we (he) managed it without covering the kitchen in ink which can only be a good thing.
We also tried, for the first time, serving the chowder in a hollow bread loaf. In hindsight, it would have been more sensible to get several smaller loafs and use them as individual bowls rather than using one large loaf as a big serving dish. It looked relatively impressive but was perhaps a little pointless.
It did however open things up for fun with tentacles.
It tasted a lot better than it looks in the photos - I guess you'll have to trust me on that. Everyone was quite impressed. I remain unconvinced about the octopus - seemed quite rubbery and a bit tasteless to me.
Oxford won the boat race, despite my yelling for Cambridge. Cambridge is a nicer city in my opinion. We celebrated by drinking pretty much everything alcoholic in the house and playing ridiculous board games.
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