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…?