Lets take, at total random, Brenda. I think a step up from plan ol’ sauce is needed here to accommodate her nuts and a choke. And it’s green with spots! Need I say more…
Ronnel on the other hand has to use a little red wine to get saucy. Those eggs are gonna be a-rolling…
Raaga is getting all cheesy on us; but not content with one she grabs the headlines with another – recklessly she “went ahead and added some puree and some chilli flakes” (every full-blooded male is wincing…)
Zlamushka has a burnt mouth (I tell yer darling, you are doing it wrong! Blow, girl, blow) but comes out the other end with a little bit of spicy Asian. Not sure where the ‘mushroom’ comes into play though… poor chap.
Haalo is getting all excited too, all that talk of rustic Italians gets the heart racing.
True to form Zorra is in the skinless zone – wild abandonment of eggs is just the sort of thing we have come to expect!
Susan though is going all sensible on us – she never fails apparently, and enthuses us to lie and say its home-made. What ever can she be talking about?
Andreea, playing down Brussels way, asks us to think thick. Now I know exactly what she means!
Pille though is going all ethnic on us. Smoking darlin’, smoking! Just don’t ask what a ‘vanaema’ is though. Thoughts of tubes, running water and so much more are probably wide of the mark.
Down Seattle way Lara likes ‘em sweet; just don’t get caught ogling them pictures… food smut one an’ all!
In tigerfish land there is much more balance – a good party trick amongst your closest and dearest – sweet and sour may just be a euphasium…
Sarina, oh Sarina, she likes them ‘simple, ‘fiery’, ‘tropical’ and ‘hot’ … don’t we all darling, don’t we all…
Meanwhile Elizabeth is never late to the party.. and like all good parties the best action occurs in the kitchen!
Not the kitchen for Anne though, in true Scandinavian style she is off for a smoke, not sure if that’s in the sauna or if the ‘rocket’ is leaking fumes…. oh, man arnt we all a’leaking!
(that’ll be just me then… those rampant saliva glands play havoc with oral hygiene)
Jenny has turned me on big time, get a load of that creme!
Passionate to the last is our Johanna, lend an eye to the lovely plump roundness of those… eggs… and if anyone even mentions those green tips…
The only thing that is going to get Barbera going is thoughts of a stove on an island beach, looking at the ocean… easily pleased is our Barbera.
Funny thing married life, you seem to grave certain homogenised things; with Jenni it is raspberries – we all know where she is coming from though, don’t we!
Jeanne though thinks she has the best bit o’ sauce in the world… and after reading all the juicy details who are we to argue?
Which just leaves enough tissue to mop up the the ice-cream, the mayo and the blackberry sauce. Stuff ‘em all in your trunks and away we go.
Late to the party is Marta. Poor ol’ Marta, but blimey boys what a party trick she brings to enliven a dull evening! Seed me baby, seed me!
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