I woke up feeling positive (and re-energised). With that in mind, I woke up early the next morning (7am for a Saturday planned sleep in is way too early) and started banging around the kitchen. She announced that she would be bringing Matcha Brownies!! Oh, to seven hells of damnation. …as I was preparing to go to bed, I looked up my instagram feed just in time to see that Daisy had also changed her mind about what she was bringing to the party.

So I went to bed and told the guys that we’ll be bringing simple matcha brownies. He just can’t as he refuses to follow baking instructions and makes it up as he goes, which just doesn’t work when it comes to baking.Īfter a very busy and long week at work, a late night before the day of the Matcha party, I had given up on The Boy’s plan (he had given up the previous week to come up with an idea and told me that it was all up to me!).

I knew this meant disaster for me as he doesn’t bake and has not entered into this foray as willingly as I have. When Thanh decided to throw a Matcha (Green Tea for the uninitiated) Party at Michele’s house, The Boy’s mind went into over-drive. Our friends know that we never bring what we promise at the beginning and/or that we bring what we say we are but it turns out to be completely different (case in point Salmon Rillettes). However, this means that on the lists of who’s cooking what, it always reads this sentence, “ something crazy“. Usually it works and we are happy with the end result (or I am at the very least, The Boy sets very high standards for himself and most often doesn’t meet them).

Usually when our group of food loving friends decide to throw a food themed party, I would let The Boy come up with the dish of what he wants to make, watch him have a kitchen disaster, assist in taking over and then presenting the dish at the end of the day.

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