Saturday 26 December 2009

A Fairytale of NW6

The walk to Kilburn from Marble Arch took an hour and a bit (thankfully I was given a lift from Islington to W1). On arrival Msmarmitelover confounded me by saying that it only takes her half the time! Hell all that performance-enhancing properties of the turtle blood soup diet I’ve been having in China was a waste of time, nah I don’t believe her, and she’s obviously Lindsay Wagner in disguise.

Fact (and thus sobs)- I’ve never had an actual home-cooked turkey dinner during Christmas, ever. I’ve always fantasised about mimicking Bob Hoskins' character in Felicia's Journey to cook an entire turkey just for one person but as fantasies go I think of myself as being too much of a chicken to do so. Anyway after the past three years solo-dining kebabs on Christmas Day, MsMarmitelover insisted that I should stop this self-inflicted lack of joie de vivre and pop around sa maison instead. Biased I may sound, but let’s be honest who gives a floss, the evening was wonderfully delightful. It was to me a homecoming triumph. The delicious food served was endless and made mockery of one of the seven deadly sins. The salmon en croûte was huge (bloody hell, I thought turkeys were big but this fish took the biscuit!), superior AGA roasted veg (the general consensus is that conventional ovens don’t quite provide the same results when roasting your spuds, parsnips, salsifys, etc), magnificent cheese boards that made me go gaga, Pavlova with passion fruit and salted caramel (I passed on that and opted for a sneaky puff as an alternative) followed by C. pud and the most accomplished home-made mince pies I’ve had. The intimate setting was more than a blissful accessory. The fellow guests proved godsend- the Taiwanese chap and his Italian girlfriend love-speaking in Spanish, a dizzying blonde from Estonia called Ulrike, a most measured Frankfurter who’s now Kingston based that’s Ursula. In addition there was MsMarmitelover’s teen (beautifully attired with a kind of Victorian discipline) and parents (handsome looking couple that makes you look forward to growing old!). I was gobsmacked by two individuals- Alice (who also brought her parents from Nottinghamshire), a Cambridge educated mathematician who has an allergy to WIFI waves and there was MsMarmitelover’s sister, Imogen, who I was sure was singing The Snowman’s Walking in the Air whilst I was incapacitated by sloshing both reds and whites. These gorgeous ladies are perfect catalysts for livening up any parties or dinners. As for MsMarmitelover, just how do you do it? 4-5 days preps required for every event, like I said before, rather you than me. Marms, thanks for the invite and you’re übergorgeous and all.

NB Ursula, thank you for the lift back to W1, you saved me from the leg cramps.

My prez from the Teen and Marms- is that a hint I should start tweeting or twittering?

10 comments:

Food.By Mark. said...

Good to see you back Les. Merry Christmas!

bellaphon said...

Mark- And to you as well...oh say hello to Matthew from us as well. Thanks.

Wild Boar said...

Merry Xmas and happy new year. Back to full time blogging?

bellaphon said...

Wild Boar- A pleasure to have you commenting. Thank you and likewise. As for blogging, I need to be selective, what with the handicap...yes reviews abound but critically dodgy!

theundergroundrestaurant said...

Thank you for coming Les...it was a pleasure...that fish was nuts wasn't it?
Right I should post about it myself shouldn't i?

meemalee said...

Yes. Yes, you should use Twitter.

It's tops.

Honest.

ps I meant to say - thank you for dedicating your last post to me. Nicest virtual Christmas pressie ever x

bellaphon said...

Msmarmitelover- Read your post, is Sue Perkins really thin and bland?

meemalee- I'm an advocate of most things old order, Twitter makes me all jumpy. As for the last post don't mention it, you're tops!

theundergroundrestaurant said...

she's thin but not bland that's true...but Sue perkins doesn't do men Les so you are all outta luck there...

Ben said...

Great to see you back!

bellaphon said...

Ben, I'm kinda jubilant and about bloody time. Thank you.