J's already updated on our massive pisste-up (my very witty, very original pun, thank you very much) so I'll just add my own two cents: It was amazing! Lovely to see everyone, and lovely to dance the night away. At midnight we got out a fairy cake an ingenius friend had smuggled into the club, and all sang happy birthday to J, of course he doesnt remember that at all, but it was a magical moment.
Later on in the week J and I cooked another 3 course meal, this time at my house, which was a bit of nightmare as there are small children and animals EVERYWHERE. Every time i turned around there was a cat/dog/younger brother sniffing around. I got very stressed. But fortunately the only person I didnt blow my top at was J which I think bodes well for our future chalet-hosting gig! We had our good friend, who shall be known only as Pilot Harris, sitting in the kitchen with us. He's currently heartbroken, having recently broken up with his long-term girlfriend, and so we tried to keep him amused with our kitchen banter. Ultimately though, he kept us more amused, by dissapearing midway through the cooking process, then returning with lots of beer and cider, which is always welcome in my house.
The starter, which was Js work was: Fondue with Croutons and Side Salad
The father christmas table cloth was a leftover from my festive celebrations on saturday night. The fondue was delicious, despite a minor burning incident when J left it on the hob too long - never mind, it is good to make these mistakes now rather than later when we are feeding actual paying guests! He got very cross when he realised it had burnt, and spent a good few minutes moaning, then I told him to add milk, and voila, it was saved. I'm a genius.
Main course was: Roast Duck, with a dark port sauce, carrot ribbons, buttered cabbage and Dauphinoise Potatos. This was a split jobby, myself taking care of the duck, sauce and cabbage, and J handling the carrots and potatos.
Dessert was a banana tart tatin; this was all my doing, and having never made one before, I wasnt entirely sure what was going to happen; when I took it out of the oven it kind of looked like a giant naan bread. J recorded the monumentous moment that I turned it over. Adding a new element to the blog... video!! I'm very excited. I hope it works.
bahahahahaha ohhhh man, jack's voice "oooohhh banana taht tahtan" hahahah I never get sick of the accent.
ReplyDeleteShhh...J's voice. ;)
ReplyDeleteHaha you and your accents. Come visit one day and I'll say 'I'll take the lot' as many times as you wish!