With the forthcoming release of my Debut NovelThe Spiral Tattoo I have decided to run a competition. Entry is really easy, just write a review once it has come out and let me know, and you will go in for the amazing prize.
What is the prize you ask? A weekend on our rural idyll estate Entfarm, staying in our caravan! Prize includes home baking, and dinner and breakfast. Travel expenses NOT included…
Entries open from book release date until the 31st of July!
I like Cuisine magazine, indeed I like it a lot, but really sometimes I think people have no idea. Take the latest issue which features a snip-it from an autobiography of some moderately well known New York Chef. I presume moderately well know, as I have never heard of her, so maybe she is well known in foody New York type circles? This chef, Gabrielle Hamilton, opened a restaurant with the aim of good old fashioned food. No “conceptual” food or “intellectual” food here. No just down-home unpretentious food like Monkfish liver on toast or marrow bones.
I could almost accept marrow bones but Monkfish liver? Your kidding right? Since when has Monkfish liver been down-home? Down-home to me is made from ingredients you will find in your average family home, or in the case of marrow bones used to be found in your average family home.
Today’s excitement included a trip to the Auckland War Memorial Museum. There was lots to see and we may have spent longer if it weren’t for the fact that the littlest T.B.T. had a nose bleed brought on by (we think) by the air conditioning.
The larger lad stayed on with the Grandparental units, while we took the younger back to home base. Later after he had recovered his fortitude we headed off to Botany to get a large black forest gateaux for the E.I.C.’s birthday. We had drive through donuts from Dunkin Donuts which was just a little surreal. You big city folks have strange ways I tell you.
In a rare moment of socialisation the E.I.C. and myself went out to a cafe and met other people. We had adult conversations even. It was good fun especially since we were meeting people I had only know online. There is photographic evidence over at Penny’s blog which I have filched.