Look closely at the diners
After all Chic Eleanor is a fine diner and sara and her Italian Professor have lived their former lives in France and Italy where good food is as normal as breathing
I kept things simple with homemade soup and sourdough bread I baked yesterday morning, I then chose an all in one chicken,chorizo and veg dish smothered in garlic and herbs which impressed everyone and things were going swimingly until Eleanor jumped at the touch of hot dish of buttered beans and unexpectedly flung them into the Italian Professor's lap
Things then got all a bit blurry with guests leaping and swearing in foreign tongues and with much
shouting and trousers being pulled off!
Chic Eleanor maintained her composure throughout and sipping her wine said quietly
" I have appeared to have caused a calamity" as my other guests ran up to the bathroom to tend to a groin of third degree butter burns.
But things soon calmed down as everyone returned to finish their main courses. The Italian Professor sitting quite unconcerned in his underpants for the rest of the night.
I laughed until I cried.
A lovely night
Sounds like the perfect evening :-)
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like a great time x
ReplyDeleteDid the kerfuffle frighten the dogs? Did they get an unexpected supper off the floor?
ReplyDeleteThey were in bluebell
DeleteNothing like flying butter beans to break the ice!! It sounded delicious!
ReplyDeleteYou needed a French fireman!
ReplyDeleteWhy didn't you lend him some trousers?
ReplyDeleteIt never crossed my mind
Delete@john - did you stare at the italian's package? inquiring minds wanna know...
DeleteOf course i didnt! What a notion !!!
Deleteyeah right...I WOULD HAVE!
DeleteI don't doubt it x
DeleteAgree with the veg artist... XX
ReplyDeleteSo lovely to laugh until you cry! x
ReplyDeleteWe all got the giggles
DeleteThat accident proneness I mentioned yesterday seems to have spread to anyone who visits you for a meal now! Like the sound of the meal though - any chance of that recipe for the chorizo thing?
ReplyDeleteEasy! Brown 8-10 chicken thighs and drumsticks in oil which has been gently frying a whole loop of diced chorizo.
DeletePlace in large roasting dish with halved small potatoes a whole bulb of garlic broken up red onion and tarragon .cover with the juices from frying and add more olive oil if needed. Cook 3/4 hour at 180 add pitted black olives 10 minutes before serving
Thanks for that, I was going to ask for it too xx
DeleteDid anyone get to eat the beans?
ReplyDeleteThey were on the floor! The 5 second rule applied
DeleteGood job he didn't need to go to casualty. How did you acquire these butter burns? Oh! Really? (pssst! we've got a guy in with butter burns to his groin!).
ReplyDeleteI must admit that buttered beans never get me that excited. Sure it wasn't a striptease party?
ReplyDeleteOh my,,,,only at your house :)
ReplyDeleteflying butter beans sounds so very harry potter-ish. it's events like that which make for memorable dinners.
ReplyDeleteThose are the very best sort of dinner parties. I have memories of a broken chair and someone falling through the newly plastered wall of my dining room.
ReplyDeleteLoved this
DeleteLesson noted. Beware of buttered beans.
ReplyDeleteThat's a dinner party that won't be forgotten in a hurry.
ReplyDeleteAnother priceless story from you. And this one not even caused by you or the dogs, which is miraculous. Those are wonderful guests. The meal sounds delicious.
ReplyDeletethe buttered beans will no longer be on john's supper party menu. what a nice group of people though.
ReplyDeleteOff to an interesting start, the first time you have a male guest for dinner, he ends up out of his trousers. You will be telling variations on this story for years!
ReplyDeleteCan I really be the first to notice your Dottie photo on the right, which I love, love, LOVE! (Now you're going to tell me that it's been there for months!)
ReplyDeleteYou may have invented a new party game.
ReplyDeleteThat could have gone bad but, since it wasn't ....LOL. Dinner and a show.
ReplyDelete...and a memorable evening was had by all.
ReplyDeleteSomehow I want to think you planned this pantsless feast/feat.
ReplyDeleteOnly at yours, haha. It sounds like a brilliant evening ... only you could get an Italian hunk to eat the rest of a meal in his underpants and blame butterbeans!!
ReplyDeleteSo, a very quiet and pleasant evening.
ReplyDeleteI wish Chic Eleanor was my friend John,she sounds great fun.Perhaps you should invite a gentleman for supper,oil your platter well and hope for the best x
ReplyDeleteThanks for the recipe John - I shall try it.
ReplyDeleteRecipe sound delicious. Were they buttered beans or butter beans - need to know!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad it all went well despite the calamity.
I like tbe fact that your guest has his photo taken wearing only his drawers on his lower half, whilst dining at one of you 'candlelit soirrees'.
ReplyDeleteAND it has been published to boot!
Tess xx
And, it wasn't you, who flung buttered beans over your guest (or yourself).
ReplyDeleteIt sounds and looks like a truly wonderful evening.
What a truly memorable evening. It's clear all of you are classy folks to carry on with aplomb! Whatever shall happen at your next dinner party? Thanks for the laughs!
ReplyDeleteHave the dogs forgiven you for consigning them to Bluebell? Has Bluebell forgiven you?
I've made note of the recipe and thank you for that, too. Enjoy the leftovers!
Hugs!
There wasn't any
DeleteSounds like a really fun evening despite the mishap. Things never seem to go smoothly around you but it shows how loved you are that everyone just carried on.
ReplyDeleteThis will be one of those "Do you remember the time.." stories! Life is interesting at your place.
ReplyDeleteIt was a fun night
DeleteI find it all rather puzzling. Did they laugh until they cried? How did they react to your laughter? How was the woman who tipped the dish? Why was a warning not given about the very hot dish put on the table? I would have been mortified about the whole thing. In the photo the Italian professor's wife does not look particularly happy.
ReplyDeleteSour puss
DeleteWe all got a fit of the giggles
Just wanted a bit more information.
DeleteThe bean dish must have been bloody hot.
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DeleteRachel
DeleteThe dish had been in the oven and the giggles were infectious like giggles often are
Ursula, sucking up to Rachel is nauseating .
DeleteIf you want to comment with her
Try commenting on her blog eh?
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DeleteYou have no voice here Ursula . Go away
DeleteIf the dish had been in the oven the guests should have been warned of potential hazard. I think the scene would have looked funny from a viewing standpoint a like Michael Crawford sketch.
DeleteLordy, you have the best stories. I wonder how they'll get the grease out of those trousers! The Italian professor seems very confident in his own skin, a good thing as it turns out. Your dinner menu sounds excellent and the company just as good. One for the memory bank for sure :)
ReplyDeleteI can't tell, briefs or boxers?
ReplyDeleteI think Kirk that The Italian Professor's choice of undergarments will be tight and white x
DeleteSteady people
DeleteItalian porn in Trelawnyd! Now we're talking! ;)
ReplyDeleteThey look like lovely people and good guests!
Iris ...
DeleteYou fast cat you
Your life is a bleedin' Ealing Comedy (mixed with Shakespearean Tragedy, of course, which comes to us all). I am leaving Blogland for a while, or perhaps forever, to try to find the comedy or at least farce within my own petty tragedies. I wish you well John, not that my wishes ever brought anyone any benefit.
ReplyDeleteYou just bring a giggle to me !
ReplyDeleteparsnip
No one will forget THAT dinner party!
ReplyDeleteSounds like a scene from Carry On Dining. With Kenneth Williams as the trouser-less professor.
ReplyDeletethis. is. awesome. ......on every level.
ReplyDeleteGood heavens! You seem to know the best people- just address the immediate issue and the carry on. However I believe that in the Old days you used to get both dinner and a movie before getting down to skivvies.
ReplyDeleteAnd you’ll always have a story to tell . . .
ReplyDeleteA dinner guest at the table, eating in his undies . . .
Wow! Now THAT is a dinner party. Ours look so bland in comparison. I hope the poor guy didn't suffer any lasting injuries!
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