Tuesday, 10 December 2013
Today I made a slow cooked chicken curry with coconut lentils and a courgette salad ...
Sunday, 8 December 2013
After an insanely lazy day, of which I can only recall eating a bacon sandwich, some yogurt and listing things on eBay for my brother, I went for an early evening walk to get a can of much loved ginger beer. I couldn't resist snapping some lovely Christmas wreaths along the way ...
Got home in time for a bit of Slater, who rustled up a beautiful salmon and cucumber wellington.
For a second, it made me question how excited I am by the prospect of yet another Christmas poultry roast, but anyway, #traditionandallthat ...
Speaking of, Home Alone 1 was on, which always makes me GLOW. This was my little brother and I's favourite film as kids, well, aside from the Fox and the Hound, obvs.
I watched this for the millionth time whist wrapping this year's gifts. I absolutely adore wrapping presents, it's so soothing and I always feel so satisfied when I have a pile of shiny packages ready for the tree (not yet put up).
Saturday, 7 December 2013
This week I had an amazing Indian dinner at Gymkhana, ze new kid on ze block.
T and I were both very impressed with the gorgeous food, service and restaurant itself. We sat downstairs and though it was so dark taking photos was virtually impossible without dazing other diners with my camera flash, there was a super sophisticated, sexy feel to everything. I enthused about the glassware throughout our meal ...
Pig suckling vindaloo, wild mushroom pilau, duck and coconut dosa and a sensational crispy spiced potato dish, marbled with yogurt and sweet tamarind.
This was the first dish we both took a mouthful of and when I immediately groaned, 'oh my god ...' T, in a low, steady voice replied, 'yeah, it's pretty special, isn't it?' before we both continued to devour it in silence.
As T likes to point out, I get full very quickly. I also get hungry very quickly, too. We ordered a few small plates and 2 large ones (the rice and the vindaloo) and there was more than enough. The portion sizes were perfect, and I happily dipped in and out of our really varied choices, all of which shared my plate harmoniously.
I love Indian cuisine, I eat it often and never get bored, but this was one of the best I've had in a while. Dishoom is still my absolute beloved as I think the price is great for the standard of food, but for a treat, Gymkhana is WONDERFUL.
We didn't have pudding, but we did have a late night stroll down Oxford Street, under blankets of beautifully sparkly Christmas lights. That felt pretty perfect.
Monday, 2 December 2013
My mum has always said I'm very excitable. It's true. I love looking forward to things and I love seeing other people's faces light up with excitement too.
I get excited when I know I'm seeing a friend for a catch up, when I collect my little brother off his school bus or watch him in a play, before Gogglebox or Borgen, sitting in the darkened cinema before the film starts, wearing some new thermal garment for the first time (oh, yes) ... the list goes on, and I'm glad. And of course, I get particularly excited every single time I make myself or am made a lovely dinner, which my mum continues to find hilarious.
So, unsurprisingly, I adore Christmas. Like everyone, I hate the crazy-busy shops that make you immediately nauseous upon entering, but I love just about everything else. The fairy lights, the obscene amounts of roasted meats, my excited kids at the centre, the cinnamon, the carols, the hope of snow, the gorgeous wreaths, the cards from distant relatives and friends, THE CHEER. Most of all, I love the countdown, the growing anticipation that everyone shares, whether they like it or not.
Today is the FIFTH day of December, twenty-thirteeeeen and I have now officially started signing off work emails to people I won't speak to again with a festive greeting. I'm sure it might cause a fair few to groan and roll their eyes, but I'm smiling. As. I. Type.
I often say to my bestie, D, 'I hope we never stop being really silly', and I mean it. I never want to get to a point where I'm so uncomfortable with looking stupid that I stop doing things that make me and the people I love laugh, because that's what helps you persevere when things are a bit rubbish.
It's what stops life growing dull and regimented. It's what makes you seek out new things to try and people to meet. It's what helps you keep the faith that there might just be lovely things to come.
So, go get excited ...
(Christmas highlights, 2012 ...)
Sunday, 1 December 2013
Welcoming the festive period with open arms, with one of my beloveds ...
Brunch at Dishoom will make you GLOW. Sausage naan, chai tea, fresh fruit and vanilla yogurt, cardamon and rose water bellini ...
Artichoke, how I love you so.
Thursday, 28 November 2013
As is often the case, it's not until I've gobbled everything up and the plates have been taken away that I realise I forgot to take photos. Apologies.
It was such a lovely evening though, and I felt moved to blog and give thanks, as is obviously appropriate today.
I would also like to give thanks to my dad, who amongst other things (I increasingly realise) has given me an absolute love of old Soul and Motown. I think of him every single time I hear Marvin Gaye and smile ...
So, to all of you, Happy Thanksgiving! I hope your lives are full of at least one thing to be thankful for.