The fizz of champagne cocktails, the dazzle of fireworks, the laughter of family and, most importantly, the intoxicating smell and taste of home-made bread, cake and cookies… we must be in a version of paradise for the senses.
Today is an all family affair. The star guest is my cousin Karla. She bakes her own bread and cakes and this will be her first visit to our home. Other guests include my brothers, Van and Neko, sister-in-law Ziggy and my favourite niece, Edda. Edda brought beautiful flowers and Van brought his washing!
Everyone arrived in time for lunch. Rock’s fabulous home-made lentil soup was accompanied by equally fabulous slices of home-made bread from Karla and Rock.
Neko and Rock spent the afternoon kneading, proving and baking even more goodies. Afternoon tea was accompanied by Ziggy’s wonderful polenta and almond lemon syrup cake and Rock’s chocolate brownie cookies – moist dark chocolate inlaid with hard chunks of white chocolate, omg.
As evening approached, I served champagne cocktails to the brave and sloe gin fizzes to the meek. As soon as darkness fell and before I had consumed more champagne cocktail than was safe, it was time for fireworks. Fireworks have changed since I was a small boy – now you light one fuse and a succession of colours, stars, crackles, glitter bursts, whistles and bangs follow one after another.
Excited by the fireworks but also chilled by the evening air – we were ready for dinner. Salads and home-made dips were served with Neko’s sourdough and Rock’s focaccia. Then we had Karla’s unbelievably rich, dark and moist ginger cake served with crème fraiche – wow.
We really need to do this more often!