You think they're cuddly, but I think they're sinister

Last night, leathellin and I pottered out to The Fox on Boars Hill for tea.

On the menu, we found:

Goats cheese and duck confit flaky pastry omelette

which I claimed was just a list of words, rather than an actual dish. Leathellin, braver than I, ordered it.

Or rather, she decided to have it, I went to the bar to place the order. At which point part of the mystery was cleared up - the person taking my order gently pointed out that it actually said galette, not omelette.

However, my main gripe with it wasn't the flaky-pastry-omelette aspect, it was the simultaneous duck and goats' cheese aspect. Individually, they're both lovely. But together ? It's just not right. Having stolen part of Leathellin's starter, I'm still not convinced it's right.

( Is it? )

And just no one mention doorkeys, OK ?

There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War

Today's word from The Calendar is great:

pitchkettled

meaning puzzled. I have no idea why, but I like it.

( And some trivia for crossword fanciers )