Posts Tagged ‘strawberry’

Always keen to uphold great British traditions in a foreign land (and deny them mercilessly when at home…) I jumped at the chance to prepare a proper tea party for my mother and her friend N.

As no tea party is complete without them, below are cucumber sandwiches, crab sandwiches, ham sandwiches and salmon paste sandwiches (mostly eaten by Ezzie when I wasn’t looking – that’s the trouble with low tables…)

A section of pastries and chocolate dipped strawberries that our friend shared from with Ezzie in a Lily and the Tramp moment of rapture, and meringues complete the sweet treats.

Last but not least we had a selection of flowering teas I shall bore you with in another post (I’ve had a special selection flown in from Vietnam with the mother in law only a few weeks ago) and a glass of sparkling wine which is an absolute requirement for any social gathering taking part after 5pm.


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We couldn’t not share our anniversary with our hairy baby- Ezzie the 1 year old boxer.

 So we chose to go for a gourmet picnic in the country, however our first ideal location had to be checked off the list as Ezzie got out of the car, strutted right under the tree we had selected to camp out under and did a big poo- great.

So we drove on for ages and ended up up a mountain, on the very peak of mount Penice justy below a sanctuary.

While the location was lovely it was a good 13 degrees (Celsius) cooler than down in the valley so we had to wrap ourselves in blankets while we ate.

Now to the menu:

On our lovely stripey table cloth (hemmed by me and purchased at Ikea) we laid out roast chicken legs (no pic nic is complete without them), cheese crackers, half a baguette, ham, parma ham with melon, some creamy goat cheese and some delicious Roquefort.

 We hadn’t eaten Roquefort since London for some reason and it was an unpasturised delight!

Hubby, who is quite perfect, had got me some delicious macaroons from Ladurée in Milan and there we strawberries and raspberries to boot.

Raspberries are clearly a superior fruit, I marvel at strawberry aficionados when there is a little red berry that is so much the better.

Too full for chocolate chip cantuccini we didn’t even feel sad that we couldn’t opened the Vermentino due to general bottle-opener-packing incompetence!


And so to next week when we cross the border (or two) and fly to Vienna…. A presto!

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