I had the family (well some of them, anyway) around for dinner last night. They arrived about 5 pm so we had nibbles of guacamole, double Brie and blackberry paste, chive & onion and roasted capsicum dips with the usual crackers. The double Brie and blackberry paste is soooo yummy, the tanginess of the fruit and the sweet taste of the cheese on a Toppable cracker is very moreish indeed. Cooper, of course, got stuck into the guacamole...chilli and all. He's like his mother in that respect who, in turn, is like her father...they love spicy foods. We had pink bubbles with this, although Darryl had beer...he's not a pink bubbles fan...reckon it's "for girls". That's okay...all the more for us.
Dinner was chicken kebabs, Thai citrus salad and potato bake along with garlic and parsley hot bread. Then followed dessert and I cheated...bought Sara Lee chocolate pudding, you know, the one with that lovely choccy sauce, and apple crumble. These were topped off with cream. Mmmmm. There wasn't much left of anything.
I did feel sorry for Darryl though. He'd had his top teeth out and dentures fitted a couple of days ago and was eating very slowly and carefully. Still, he managed to eat the chicken...it was very tender, just melted in the mouth. He even had some salad. But he was able to eat plenty of apple crumble, which is his favourite dessert.
While waiting for dinner to cook, Toni rang Nicholas, her eldest son and my eldest grandson. He's the one who went to live in Holland with his lady love. It was his birthday yesterday so we all sang (bellowed?) happy birthday to him, along with the hip hip hoorays at the end. Toni had a lovely chat with him, interjected by his cousins calling out such things as "Love you, cuzzie", "I'm as tall, if not taller, than you," this from Gabbie, who is 6ft tall, and various other things, until Toni protested that she couldn't hear what Nick was saying. (I wonder how much my phone bill will be next month...)
During dinner, I turned TV on because it was the start of the River Festival and it was opening with River Fire last night. That's where the two F1-11s do their fabulous dump and burn over the city Southbank and there's also a magnificant firework display. We all dashed outside and could see the glow of the afterburners...about 20 km from where I live. I tried to get a photo, but it didn't turn out.
So that was Saturday night at my place.
Darryl with son, Cooper. Coops always "poses" when he sees a camera.