Well, hello. Long-time, no-post and all that. Apparently it was March, in fact, and a report on a fancy weekend away in Bury St Edmunds.
I'm sure plenty of things have happened since then -- certainly lots of eating has -- but the only one I particularly remember (and the reason I've forgotten the rest) is the chap and I getting wed in a small do in Christchurch in September. I can thoroughly recommend the King's Arms hotel, Christchurch for all your hotel-type and dining needs, if you're ever in the area. In a total rejection of the 2020s, I had prawn cocktail, steak and banana split. And it was glorious. Oh, and there were canapés, too: just look at these duck-and-hoisin beauts.
We honeymooned in Bruges, which was just what you'd hope and expect.
Culture in all its forms. (There were chocolates, too.) |
Dance of the Brussels Giants in the Grand Place (no, me neither) |
Seven-belled trombone. Thoroughly recommend the Musée des Instruments de Musique if you like this sort of thing. |
Simmering quince: arch-enemy of camera white balance, apparently |
The only thing wrong with the chutney recipe is that it says simmer for 'about 30 minutes' and I always find it takes nearer 3 hours. Maybe if I had a wider pan it would be quicker. But anyway, the results are worth it. Must remember to label the new batch before tucking it away in storage.
Congratulations, Katie and Mr Katie!
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