It was my birthday this month so I bought age-appropriate glasses to mark the passage of time and to show how serious and mature I have become with age.
It was a 60s food party. I'm not a great party organiser so didn't go the whole hog with fancy dress, room transformation or Miller Lite, but produced a groaning table of 60s type food. We had the party at a friend's house because mine is on the small size and the kitchen gets crowded with me and the cat. They were mad enough to offer so I accepted on the spot and drew up a contract in triplicate so they couldn't wriggle out of it later...
I had to do some research as to what people ate at parties in the 60s. I was only 7 when they became the 70s and my parents were too knackered bringing up 3 kids in pre-Pampers days to do much entertaining. Still, my mother told me that on every menu would be sausage rolls and vol au vents (chicken or mushroom). They went on the list along with, after further research on the internet, cheese, pineapple and cocktail onions on sticks, cheese straws, devils on horseback (bacon-covered prunes), potato salad, prawn cocktail, coleslaw, quiche, devilled eggs, chicken drumsticks, celery and cream cheese, canapes, and Ritz biscuits. I also bought some charcuterie.
You can't buy ready-made vol au vent cases at this time of year so I had to improvise with frozen puff pastry from Picard cut into small squares with scored inner square. A bit of a faff. The mushroom ones were the nicest.
My friend made the coleslaw and sausage rolls plus produced a ton of home-made mayonnaise for the potato salad, devilled eggs and prawn cocktail. There was food for the five thousand. More than plenty for the thirteen of us! I had a feeling we'd be eating the leftovers for weeks.
Of course we had to wash it down with something so I bought a rosé wine box and bottles of red and white wine plus a bottle each of Campari and Martini Rosso for those 60s cocktails. My eldest had drunk all the beer so my guests had to do without... Only a couple of us felt up to a Campari cocktail but I remembered just how yummy it is with its bitter taste. Glad I've got the rest of the bottle! Cheers!
Other friends made or brought the desserts thank goodness. I was all cooked out by the time I got to the end of my list so I was very grateful for all the contributions! We had cheesecake in true 60s style from a packet. It tasted very authentic. The friend who made it was a tad mortified because she makes a mean cheesecake from scratch, but that would not have been in the 60s spirit, so a packet it was. We also had fruit salad and a black forest gateaux French style which was nominated to be my birthday cake.
|Sparklers almost out, quick with the pic!|
|Hurrah for me blowing out all my candles!|
|It's MY birthday :)|
I got some lovely pressies including a pair of gold-lamé knickers because one should not go through life never having experienced the gold lamé knicker effect on one's beloved... I also got a wine vacuum thingy which keeps an unfinished bottle of wine fresh. I doubt it'll be much used... but you never know!
As everyone went on their merry way home, my hosts suggested we come back the next day to help eat up the food. Obviously they hadn't had too much of a good thing... so back we went, me, DB and boys, to stuff ourselves again with all the unfinished goodies from the party. It was definitely Party#2 but without the preparation!
Finally, on my actual birthday, a week later, my host friends came over for an apero to help me drink the champagne they had bought me but we hadn't had time to drink (if you can believe it). So we had another merry time (with less food). I'd been celebrating my birthday since July, milking it like mad, and it wasn't finished yet!