Magic Tablecloth

After a long and busy day we went to a very nice restaurant about half an hour away called the Black Swan, in a little village called Oldstead. As this was officially the end of my birthweek celebrations we opted for the tasting menu, nine perfectly-sized (i.e. small) portions of lots of amazingly good culinary creations.

The finale was this, on the menu as 'Douglas Fir' which made us slightly curious... the edible part was a lemon and sheep's milk mousse, but the real spectacle was the dry ice that sprang forth from the bowl of fir in the middle of the table. It flowed downwards like a ghostly tablecloth – very Harry Potter!