mercredi 23 février 2005

A recipe for a Saturday eve.


Champagne risotto, with shrimp and scallops
roasted asparagus
Limoncello cake

Ban all males from the dinner party. Set out the fancy placemats and nice stemware. You're civilised, dammit! Serve the above ingredients, mixing liberally with kir royales, and if you run out of those, regular ol' kirs. Combine with girly gossip about men: past and present, their quirks and foibles, idiocies and cluelessness, benefits and downfalls. Pour self into bed late at night whilst congratulating self on a lovely girl's night in.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there are no photos again. After the first kir, all thoughts of cameras and pictures fly out the window. Someday, I'll remember. But trust me, everything was to die for.