Another Sunday Lunch

I might have been a bit hasty when I said that I had finished the "Come and see my new flat" Sunday lunches. The Sunday Lunchers hadn't been - although I was thinking of them more as "It's my turn to host lunch, which happens to be in my new flat". There is a small number of other people who also haven't been. 

I carry on with the Sunday lunches.

The Sunday lunchers came yesterday. I had planned to make a beef and mushroom pie. The forecast was for hot and sunny, a top of 31d. Not really pie weather. But I carried on anyway and on Saturday made the filling, bought pastry and vegetables. Acquired fruit and ice cream.

Yesterday I made little frittatas, with asparagus and broad beans for the starter. I organised mango, raspberries and blueberries for the central part of the dessert. I had chocolate ice cream mochi and some Lindt chocolate thins to accompany them. I began to assemble the pie. I tasted the filling. It tasted -- um, odd. I added some extra bits and pieces and tasted it again. It still tasted odd. I am not serving an odd tasting pie to visitors. At 8:15 I headed to the local Woolworths. By 8:45 I was back with two chickens for roasting and some extra milk. There are advantages to having a supermarket a 7 minute walk away!

So the main course segued into lemon roast chicken, roast potatoes, snow peas, green beans and gravy. 

Right. Where are my visitors? If they were on the trains I expected them to be on, they should be here by now. But no sign of them. Hmm. I looked out the window and saw Chris and John wandering around Harbour Esplanade. Even from five floors up I thought they looked a bit lost. I rang Chris to let her know I was coming down. It turns out that she and John had turned right at the stadium instead of going straight on and had done a circumnavigation of Marvel. I am not sure how they got down to the Esplanade. Irene and Gillie had walked up Collins Street for some reason, instead of coming over the footbridge. So all four of my visitors were wandering around the Esplanade in a lost and confused way.

But all was well, after they had had glasses of cold water to revive themselves, followed by glasses of wine and plates of food. I think they will come again. They seemed to like my flat, as well as enjoying the food. And when it was time for them to go home I took them to the Level 4 exit and showed them how to get to the station across the footbridge. Much quicker than wandering all around the stadium or, indeed, coming up Collins Street. And they will know for next time.

It is just as well they came yesterday instead of today. It has been raining steadily since yesterday evening and the top temperature forecast for today is a mere 16d. I have come to think that Austin was right when he said that Harbour Esplanade was clearly badly designed when it flooded last weekend. I assumed it was because our drainage system isn't designed for tropical downpours. We haven't had a downpour, whether tropical or otherwise, this time, but the road is nonetheless flooded. Not as dramatically as last weekend but indisputably flooded

I do not think my visitors would have enjoyed walking about in cold, flooding rain!

Cloud above the NAB building