There can be no greater pleasure than enjoying a home-cooked meal someone else has prepared for you.
Knowing the care and time – not too mention the expense – they have taken, only heightens the enjoyment and specialness of the experience. The way to my heart is definitely through my stomach!
With our busy lives, disconnection from our families, community fragmentation and loss of basic cooking skills, home-cooked meals are rarer than an ABC news bulletin without a technical error.
Fortunately I have, in my circle of dear friends, a dinner party duo who, despite a recent relocation to the outskirts of known civilisation (Earlwood, Sydney), have continued their tradition of throwing on the best grub this side of the Equator.
Here is what they served up for a select gathering of eight last Saturday.
George and Derek I salute you!
Entree: Beetroot and goats cheese stack with a wedge of iceberg lettuce, walnuts and a beetroot vinaigrette. Main: 7 hour slow-baked lamb with baked onions and carrots. Accompaniments: sweet potato mash and green beans with toasted almonds.
Dessert: Spicy poached pears with a white wine sabayon and fresh raspberries
“Should we start a DVD club since I don’t read books.”