I thought it was about time to find an excuse to start up a blog again. I enjoyed blogging my time through the US but did not have the same kind of inspiration back at home . . . until now.
As I grow up, some things change. I now clean my house every week, I don't like crowded clubs on Saturday nights and I see young girls dressed like strippers and say "How do their parents allow that?" Another part of this change in me are the things that I enjoy doing, which now includes getting adventurous with cooking. Sunday night lends itself to that as it gives me a day to get ready and plan something new.
As clichéd as this is, it all really started with Masterchef. I would watch it religiously and was a little too emotionally involved in the end. When it finished, I had a hole that needed to be filled (much like finishing the final episode of West Wing). This lead to me picking up a pasta maker for my sister (that running joke continues, I really told the shop assistants that it was for my sister who was a big masterchef fan). Making pasta was so much easier than I expected, and a whole load of fun (although I am not good at cooking it as yet).
My partner in crime in Sunday Night Gourmet is Miss Peters. She was kind enough to show me the ropes and Brisbane and I showed her my appreciation by cooking for her on Sunday night. This has developed into a weekly rotation between her and I trying out outdo our own previous attempts. Sometimes it works (pesto, oh how I love you), and sometimes it doesn't (I was dubious of picked turnip in the Pad Thai recipe from the start).
Irrespective of if the dish works out or not each Sunday, the fun of planning, cooking and the company is enough to make it the time of the week I look forward to the most. So I plan to update this with the tales of each Sunday night's gourmet cooking adventure.
Well, now it is time for me to prepare the duck - watch this space to see how it turns out.
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