Some things are made to be together. Seasides and summer breezes, snow and hot chocolate, leg warmers and crimped hair. Or maybe I should be talking more to my actual audience… so picture this instead: mango and sticky rice. lamb cutlets and mint jelly. Sunday roast and food coma.
You feeling me?
pan fried rice cakes with tiger prawns, caramelised pork, shallot oil, fried shallot, peanut and pork floss
Baby, you had me at pork floss.
This year’s birthday was very low key. While my graceful journey towards ageing is usually accented by decadent meals at fabulous locales, this year there be a bun baking in the oven and as we all know, decadent meals at fabulous locales more than likely will always include some form of ceviche this, or tartare that, or basically, raw, cheesy, eggy deliciousness that I’m not allowed to have right now.
And lord forbid I should ask for an abridged menu and watch someone else eat all the good stuff.