Dot Wordsworth

Mind your language | 6 October 2007

Dot Wordsworth on language

I was having lunch with friends last week in a fairly swanky gastropub, and the menu promised a ballontine of quail. The waiter told me that ballontine meant that the quail had been deboned, then stuffed.

It was quite nice to eat, but I have only just discovered what the menu intended to say, which is ballotine.

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