Our recent dinner party with Ben involved Ben and I visiting Ben’s house (still with me?), where Ben put on a supremely tasty spread. He’s quite the confident cook, which is really nice. I tend to be in the habit of apologising for meals if I’m unsure of it’s deliciousness – a very unattractive trait, I know. But Ben just serves it up. Yes, I could learn a thing or two from him. And man, does he make a good drunken chicken.
Let’s start with a Dark and Stormy, shall we? Note: Ben adds bitters to his version. It’s delicious, like a lazy sun-drenched afternoon in a cup. Oh yes, please do fill ‘er up.
Drunken Chicken and Bruised Salad, a delightful interplay of flavours that’s downright delicious.
For dessert, Ben made Niel Perry’s Passionfruit Tart. Dessert is a given at our dinner parties. I fear the day I reach for a block of chocolate instead of a pudding or pie…Ben, don’t let that happen, ok? I so adore our fancy-pants approach. Way to start the weekend off right, you know?
Then there was cheese and port, whilst watching The Blues Brothers.
Oh, and Ben always sends us home with a take-home pack, which Ben and I promptly fight over. You can see why I appreciate this friendship, can’t you. Friends don’t let friends go home without a take-home pack.