A Modicum of Jealousy
My sister has the most fantastic dining furniture in her house. When we’re round for supper we get amazing food and have a riot, usually staying there long in to the night-time, but I usually feel moderately envious of the dining furniture. Indeed, her entire house is amazing, probably due to the fact that her spouse is incredibly rich. He’s a great chap mind you, therefore I don’t believe that she got married to him for his cash. Or not solely for his cash, at any rate!
I have been thinking about dining room tables of late, since mine is getting slightly old. It was obviously well-designed, because it still looks quite nice, but that doesn’t prevent me hankering after a new table. Because of the state of the economy, there are a large number of superb deals available now. I could not afford a newer table if there weren’t. A number of the dining sets I’ve come across are retailing for half their normal value, which sounds like a wonderful deal to my mind.
When next I have folk round for dinner, I am going to prepare dim sum for starter.
That is good since everybody is able to sample all the numerous things. And then we’ll have duck, fried in tarragon and honey, with broad beans and rice.
For afters, it will have to be creme caramel, and perhaps a cheese board. Here’s hoping everyone will be feeling hungry.
Whenever I throw a dinner party, I find that I don’t own enough dining room chairs. I’m going to have to stop sending invites to such a lot of people. The fact is that I always prepare far too much stuff, thus I require many people to eat it. I am unfailingly content if there are loads of people around my dining table, getting stuck into a pot of stew or a chilli con carne. Delicious food and a bit of good banter is a recipe for a wonderful night.
Although some champagne helps too!