Friday night was awesome, I have a friend who is writing a serial killer script, who has run out of ideas for clever kills. So we spent the evening deciding who should die and why and then, obviously - how. It was actually a hilarious evening. It was fun to think back over your life and who had pissed you off - then deciding if they deserved to die for it - then coming up with an inventive way for it to happen (if they deserved it obviously). I'm not sure how many of my ideas my friend will use, but that doesn't make the evening any less fun.
On Saturday we had a dinner party, a great chance to catch up with friends who spend 6 months of the year in Crete. They are off again next weekend.
I ummed and erred about the menu for ages, one of the friends doesn't eat melted cheese, which is a challenge as most of my dinner party menu's have melted cheese. However, she does fortunately eat unmelted cheese.
During my umming and erring the spring weather got warmer and warmer, it was lovely and I felt my spring self start to unfurl. So in the end I decided on Gazpacho for starter, with home made focaccia. For main a range of salads (tricolour, ceasar and a rice salad), with garlic bread and a lovely (shop bought) lemon cheesecake with mixed berries and profiteroles. The meat was chicken thighs wrapped around ham and scamorza. I could leave the scamorza out for non melted cheese friend and just add on the side - perfect. This all ended with a cheese plate and coffee. A nice mixture of healthy and indulgent I felt.
All ingredients were delivered on Thursday night and the second they came through the door the temperature dropped about 15 degrees and it started raining. It was too late to change the menu - I was just hoping friends could get themselves into the summer zone.
On the morning of the dinner party I woke up early so I did most of the prep before 08:00. There was a lot to do and I ended up back in bed by 09:30 - sleeping in for another hour. On waking my immediate thought was 'lights'!!!
The house is currently a bit of a building site - I bagged up the remaining rubble and 'stuff' from the wall building and these are sitting in front of the house waiting for husband to take to tip (I'm not doing the bagging up and tipping - I draw a line). He'll have to do it in my car because his has died - I'm quite annoyed he gets a new car before I do. But that will be a story for another day.
In the shower room we have a hole in the ceiling because we are waiting for a plumber to fix a pipe. After that the hole in the ceiling can be sorted. And then the dining room - ahhh the dining room - you will recall on valentines that son shook out the valentines table cloth with vigour and ended up smashing a light shade in our chandelier. Then about a week ago I went to turn the light on and the socket went pop. So we're also waiting for an electrician to finish his activity to bring the lights back.
The problem with this is that we have no lights in the dining room. We had people coming for supper and unless we had a solution we'd be eating plunged into darkness. A bigger problem is that with all the clearing out I did last year we actually have no side lights of standing lights - or basically any useful lights at all.
I explained this to husband and he moved into action. In the end we had a romantic dinner party subtly lit by 2 ring lights, husbands bedside light (I don't have one), 4 candles left over from Christmas Day , an oversized lightbulb lamp from son's bedroom and 4 lanterns we use when we go down to the beach at night. It did the job, but I don't think it would make it to the pages of a magazine as a design idea.
Despite all that the dinner party went well and it was lovely to see friends again. Now that the weather has turned cold again I'm very jealous of them being off to Crete next week. My body definitely needs to unfurl and see some sunshine soon.
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