Since I’ve moved to London, my list of ‘things to get round to’ keeps growing longer and longer. Along with the things to do, places to see, food to eat, I’m embarrassed to confess that laundry is frequently on the list… But thank goodness for my little shopping addiction and well stocked wardrobe eh? This hyperactive city coupled with my short attention span means that while I intend on doing one thing, I often end up doing another.
Just when I think I’m finally getting round to trying out that steamed bun place with the horrendous queues, I end up taking us to this other place that’s been making me salivate at the sight of my Instagram feed all week. There are the friends from uni I’ve been meaning to catch up with since they or I moved here, and now I’m getting an invite to their leaving party. Even then, I can’t go. I’ve got those books stockpiled on my kindle, those pop-ups I bookmark in every week’s Time Out, and all that theatre I keep reminding myself to get tickets for.
If you dare take a look at your social calendar this month, you’ll definitely know the season to eat, drink, and be merry is most definitely upon us! Office Christmas parties are well underway, as are the festive mulled wine nights, the silly Christmas jumper parties… and the occasional early Christmas dinner party! Oh bring on the inevitable overdrinking and overeating. Many occasions will just require you to turn up with a jolly attitude, some might suggest you bring booze but that’s hardly a chore. The real challenge is what to bring if you’re asked to contribute something less liquid.
Between the afterwork drinks, the physical assault of Christmas shopping, and the shoulder to shoulder weaving through Christmas markets, who’s got time to actually make something? You could turn up with a tub of ‘Celebrations’ or the less bah-humbug option of supermarket mince pies, or… you could be the guest with the best and whip up this scrumptious cheesecake!
Last Friday night we loaded ourselves, a bottle of whiskey, a bottle of wine, and my first ever attempt at a cheesecake, into a taxi headed for the bright lights of Karori- we were heading to a wee dinner party! I love dinner parties, big or small, but it was more appealing since it was still during the post-WOAP eating out ban. This had all the excitement of eating out but technically we were eating in- yus!
We were welcomed by pleasant aromas of a roast something… our only hint as to that something was a text message a couple of days earlier asking “…do you both eat pork?”. After our Ti Kouka feast it could have gone two ways- either completely over pork or even bigger fans. We are firmly in the latter category. Our host kindly presented us with martinis complete with olives or onions, what pros. I’m not sure if they were shaken or stirred but boy did they pack a punch. A sign of things to come…?