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My husband’s birthday last weekend was everything a good birthday should be: friends, a full wine rack, food, babies, go karting and Eurovision.
A birthday treat to himself was a membership to The Wine Society. Our wine rack couldn’t hold three cases of wine, so we had to get a new one. Then there were spaces in the rack so we had to buy more wine. You get the picture: we have a lot of wine right now.
I’m not sure there is more of a decadent starter than steamed asparagus and homemade hollandaise (recipe will follow when I drag my face from the mixing bowl. So good).
This is Rupert. Rupert’s a fan of my hollandaise.
The gorgeous Sea Bass main course was cooked by the Birthday Boy as his wife was drunk and too absorbed in Eurovision to spend 30 minutes in the kitchen.
There is nothing like a massive load of cheese for breakfast to get over a hangover.
Stilton. Red onion marmalade. Bliss.
Even Elfie got involved (Organix cheesy wheat puffs). Let’s ignore the fact she’s still in her pyjamas at midday.
Basically it was an amazing weekend but hangovers continue to increase in their brutality. Will it ever end?