(from a shallow, hetero biased, inner-city-dwelling-hipster biased POV)
Cooking for someone I don’t know very well tonight. Don’t know if it’s just me but I feel a bit of anxiety when I have to do this. I mean I know I’ve more issues than a magazine anyways but I guess it’s a thing, right, when you grow up in a family where physical affection is rare so you make up for it with other ways to tell the other person you think they’re pretty swell. E.g. home cooked meals, gifts, monetary bribes, ignoring them for days on end cos you’re awkward with your feelings etc.
Tonight I’ll be making braised pork ribs, noodles and blanched veggies cos life’s too short to make anything more complicated. If it all goes to shit at least the pizza place is just round the corner.
This dinner party was inspired by a wine company called Barwang. Look, I never claimed to be very mature. My idea was this: the Sexual Innuendo Dinner Party is a potluck dinner where the dishes present some sort of sexual innuendo – either in the ingredient, name or appearance. My friends are awesome enough to indulge, so after tossing the idea around back and forth, we made it happen.
Ironically our local bottle shop didn’t have any Barwang the night we had our dinner. Rob and Ross got these instead:
For the record, I really liked the Skuttlebutt. I forget what sort of white it was, because when you’re busy giggling like a 5-year old you don’t tend to pay attention to detail.
For entrées we had:
Ross’ famous homos. He kindly toned down the garlic for the rest of us wimps.
Cocktail wieners. After being pescaterian for the last few weeks, I was shocked to find that I loved these (must be a childhood memory thing). These were a big hit with the rest of the guests too.
My Desperate Tarts – tarts with zucchini.
Our mains were:
Cam and May’s amazing balls. I’m eternally pissed with myself for not having any really good photos of them. I can assure you though that these are some of the best balls I’ve ever had, and I’ve had a few (oo-er).
My fish tacos, seen here with their accompaniments – green salad, kind-of-but-not-really pico de gallo and sour cream. The wieners look pretty sinister in this photo.
Things took turn for the worse over dinner:
For dessert, we had:
Make-your-own banana split, courtesy of Cam and May.
(Trouser) Snakes, courtesy of Ross.
Continuing with the theme of the night, we had cocktails and an innuendo-filled game of Apples to Apples.
The dinner was amazing, mostly due to some of the most brilliant (and tolerant) friends anyone can hope to have. I’m already planning for a bigger (oo-er) Sexual Innuendo soon!
