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Barbecue Italiano

Tootsie and family are in Canada on holiday so I’m using their house in the country. 🙂 I had the Italians over for the weekend for a barbecue. The garden was ready, pool and all, and the sun was shining.


Drumguy texted me a list of veggies to buy for veggie kebabs (aubergine, courgettes, peppers, mushrooms) and while Winehippie cut up the veggies…


…I made up my famous sherry marinade for the chicken kebabs (a big glug of sherry, another big glug of olive oil, a chunk of scored ginger, a head of peeled garlic, salt , peppers, chunks of chicken and whole mushrooms — try it, you’ll love it!).



I’d picked up some barbecue coals while I was out — not realising that it was the slow-burning stuff (meh — even if I’d  noticed, I wouldn’t have known the difference). Poor Drumguy. He struggled getting it lit. It huffed…


…and it puffed…


…Winehippie and I munched on veggie crisps and drank wine while I learnt a lot of really great new Italian words.


Then I called a cab and we raced to the Co-op to buy some super fast-lighting coals. Okay, so now I know. I picked up an extra two bottles of wine because we were working up a mega thirst.

Then it was barbecue time!


And eating time!


The afternoon blended into evening and we lit up the chiminea…


…ate the home-made tiramisu (which was outstanding!)…


…laughed, and argued and drank numerous bottles of wine until it was time to turn in.

The next day, after a breakfast of my famous scrambled eggs (I am a scrambled egg Jedi Master), croissants and coffee, we headed out into the fields of Sussex for a Sunday morning stroll…


…before heading back to London for the new week ahead.


Burgers on the Barbie

Finally! The clouds cleared, the wind died down, and the promise of summer prompted my brother-in-law Wineguy to make some home-made burgers (with onions and spices!) and dig out the barbecue charcoal.


It was Barbie Time! (I’m getting hungry again just writing this). Burgers on the Barbie, wine uncorked on the table, Magman popping by (always nice to have company when it’s BBQ time), it felt like summer really was finally here in England.



We sat and we chatted and we drank wine and we waited, salivating, as the burgers sizzled on the grill…


…and then silence fell as we hoovered them up.



Happy Summer!