If you would rather not hear about pee, well, too bad.
tuna ceviche, blood orange, capers, ponzu, togarashi, sesame, pickled salad and mayonnaise
I have no life on week nights. Not that it’s by choice; I work every week night (except for Fridays because when the clock strikes 5pm on Friday? I doesn’t become “night”, it becomes “end” and I don’t work weekends). And even if I didn’t work, my idea of life on a week night pretty much constitutes going to get gelato in my pjs. But I digress. Point is, I never go out on week nights, but when an email arrived in my inbox inviting me to a private dinner at BLACK by ezard hosted by chef Teage Ezard himself, what am I supposed to do?
I took the night off, of course.
To say that I’m a sucker for marketing would be an understatement. I am a marketer’s dream. I buy things on spur of the moment desires. I see what she has, I want it, I buy it (well, within reason). Sometimes, I even buy stuff because I see the package and I like the package. I don’t even know WTF is inside! It’s ridiculous. So you can imagine how difficult it is for me to have a constant stream of can’t-live-without items flowing through my social media channels and even worse, must-have-right-now foods.
tiger prawns in a coconut, coriander, red chilli, pepper sauce,
with ginger, curry leaf, onions and tomato
A couple of months ago, I was having dinner with some work friends (actually, we were more than “having dinner”; I was “enlightening” them with the wonders of the Number One Special at Kobe Jones) when conversation kept coming back to Indian food. And bowling. We decided right then and there that our next dinner date would be Indian and bowling but really, who sticks to plans that are made months ago and erm, half drunk?
Well, it appears we do.
Can you believe that in all the time that I have been eating nothing but quinoa for lunch, I’ve not ever had it as a nice cold dessert? Sure I’ve made a quinoa chocolate cake (which I LOVE), but I’m talking like, sweet, in a bowl, covered in berries type of dessert. And to think it was so simple all along. I mean, basically you switch water for coconut milk and voilà!