Food festival

Everything was going along swimmingly. The house now has thirteen residents. Italians, Norwegians and Irish. I was making a butterfly net from grandmother's nightdress. Helen and Aslaug were preparing a treasure hunt and sorting the clues with shamrocks attached.  Karl was internet banking and practicing his Irish whistle. 

Thierry arrived and had a long discussion with Finn outside then departed.  Finn came inside and announced that Thierry had understood his food festival day was Saturday not Friday.  So 25 people were coming and there was no food to eat! So we decided at 1pm that we could prepare our food and be ready by 7 pm. 

Then we realized the three legs of lamb were still frozen!  Fast track defrosting without a microwave!  Baking four loaves of wheaten bread from flour we had brought over from Ireland. Making a chocolate and pear pudding which was the wrong recipe and took two hours to cook. We managed to burn out the mixer so had to handwhip the cream.   The wheaten bread didn't cook right through so we had to toast it before the smoked salmon was laid on it. 

We had two cookers on the go and by seven o'clock guests arrived.  We were ready. The guests loved the mint sauce with the lamb and enjoyed every morsel of food. The evening was rounded off by most people performing a party piece. Atmosphere was good and the last went to bed at 2pm.  I have a lovely sky to show you later......