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How kiff is this?

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If you’re a foodie and appreciate cooking then the list below will tickle your fancy, blow your hair back, raise your sails and whatever else.

This is what we are learning to cook tonight on the Corden Bleu cooking course. The course begins at 4:30pm and goes on all night. We bring our own wine/drinks and cook the night away. A busy kitchen full of ten friends, no kids, no husbands and a full on Dessert Buffet to round the evening off. Fk me, sounds like bliss…..

Starters

Home-made rolls topped with three cheeses

Brushetta topped with olive oil, pesto and parmesan

Springbok carpacio with parmesan, olive oil and pesto

Spinach, courgette and feta cheese tart

Cream of tomato and basil soup

 Main course buffet

Lamb loin chops

~Loin chops, flambéed with basting and served with a flavoured butter sauce~

Seafood Paella

~An array of seafood tossed in saffron rice topped with half shell mussels~

Deboned chicken ~demonstration~

~whole ballontine of chicken stuffed with pimento, mushrooms and feta cheese and served with a mushroom sauce~

Accompaniments

Roasted potato wedges

Bell pepper and pesto cous cous

Pumpkin fritters rolled in cinnamon and sugar

Melange of green vegetables in a rich cheese sauce

Layered garden salad

 Dessert Buffet

Lemon cheesecake topped with a granadilla coulee

Lemon meringue pie

Decadent chocolate and wild berry cake

Apple and red berry crumble

Assorted Cheeseboard

How kiff is this?

It’s good to laugh too……….

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Don’t you just love Cougar Town. That dripping sarcasm. I literally pee in my pants. Well…..almost. Ellie, the bitchy neighbour, I think, is my favourite. Last nights episode with the fake murder scenes, JUST CRACKED me up.They even printed and then framed the photographs. Ha ha. In this oh so politically correct, carrot up your arse, life, it’s wonderful to break free and break out of the zone.

it’s good to laugh too….

 

You gotta love Samantha Jones……..

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Because I sometimes have such a vulgar sense of humour, and lets face it, she’s bloody funny, I’m going to post a few quotes from Samantha Jones of Sex and the City fame. I think deep down, I’m a mixture of Carrie and Charlotte(in the daytime) and even deeper down I’m Samantha (at night and behind a few locked doors!!!) heee haa. But with far less of an…….ummmmmmmmm……appetite. and far more conservative. in fact much, much more conservative.

Top 10 Samantha Jones Quotes

Samantha Jones (played by Kim Cattrall) – Sex and the City

1. Fuck me badly once, shame on you. Fuck me badly twice, shame on me.

2. Could you shave or something? Blowing you is like getting my teeth flossed.

3. I love the stock market: a room full of screaming, sweaty men, all trying to get it up.

4. I will not be judged by you or society. I will wear whatever and blow whomever I want, as long as I can breathe and kneel! (my all time favourite quote!!!!!!)

5. The bad news is you’re fired. The good news is now I can fuck you.

6. Who knows? He’s a man. You could lay your pussy on a table right in front of one and still not know what he’s thinking.

7. The good ones screw you, the bad ones screw you, and the rest don’t know how to screw you.

8. Money is power. Sex is power. Therefore, getting money for sex is simply an exchange of power.

9. If we could perpetually do blowjobs to every guy on earth, we would own the world…and at the same time have our hands free.

10. You men have no idea what we’re dealing with down there. Teeth placement, and jaw stress, and suction, and gag reflex, and all the while bobbing up and down, moaning and trying to breathe through our noses. Easy? Honey, they don’t call it a job for nothing.

and there we have it. makes me laugh, she does.

as the say in every kitsch household in South Africa:

live                      love                       laugh                        smile            

Full frontal beavers, quivering thighs and other stories…

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I have an awesome friend. Nothing phases her. (except maybe her husband working too much and family interference). She’s not scared of laughing at herself and of keeping us enthralled with her stories. In fact the more glasses of wine you have the funnier they are and the more she tries to top the last funny story.

Saturday night she told us about her trip to iShaka, Durban. She hadn’t had time to wax her beaver. After being dared by her brother-in-law she decided to do some “plunging slippery sliding ride”. Except it was the high one. The very highest ride in the park. So off she went and down, down, down and hit the water with force. She said when she stood up she had a wedgy in the front and the back. Full frontal “beave” for all the world to see. All told to us in a dry, deadpan tone. It makes the story funnier.

And also the time she and a friend went to a U2 concert in London. Her boyfriend and his friend had flown over for a holiday. My  friend was suffering from a grand dose of the Heathrow Injection. (rapid weight gain upon entering the United Kingdom, due to excessive drinking and late night ‘shish kebabs). Anyway….at the concert she decided to climb on her boyfriends shoulders to party up there. Boyfriend hunches down and she climbs on, boyfriend battles to get into standing position (embarrassing and thigh strength in question now.) Eventually after standing and weaving unsteadily  the boyfriend collapsed on his knees in a heap. So funny…

I love to laugh.., to laugh at…, to be laughed at…not so much. It’s friends like these that make my day. And stories like these that keep me giggling when I drive. I have a warped sense of humour. But I love laughing.. so bring it on.