As it’s Lashes’ birthday this weekend and baby Bunting was away for the night last night we decided that it was high time we had a family get together.
The request from the birthday girl was for baked camembert and tapas followed by banoffee pie. That’s easy, I thought. Not much cooking going on there.
How wrong can you be?
Most of the afternoon was spent boiling condensed milk to make the toffee for the banoffee pie. Why didn’t I just buy it in ready made?
I made baba ganoush – shouldn’t have bothered, it looks and tastes horrid.
I made pesto – forgot to put the pine nuts in till just before I served it, Ha! I thought it was very ‘basily’.
I made houmous, birthday cake, cranberry sauce, huge platters of meat and fish and vegetables, umpteen kinds of bread – ok, I didn’t make the bread I bought it but still.
Big N made a tiramisu, very nice indeed.
Not much got wasted, greedy sods that we are.
Surprise failure of the night was the camembert, it was way too rich and filling for a starter and they are huuuuuuuge, Boofuls and me had one between us and it was still too much.
I don’t think it did much for the sparkling wine I was drinking either, it made it taste like onions, to me anyway, everyone else thought it was ok. Onion wine – hhhmm not sure it will catch on.
There was much hilarity and totally inappropriate conversation going on. One of those evenings where everyone just relaxed and had fun.
Everyone left relatively early as Lashes and the clingons needed to be up and ready for their dance exams today. The latest news is that the clingons did fine, haven’t heard from Lashes yet.
So now, all the debris from last night has been cleaned up, the sun is shining and me and Boofuls are off out – don’t really know where yet but it’s a shame to waste a nice day like this. Hope it’s nice where you are.