What I Cooked:
Empanadas for idiots (pumkin and blackbean pastries with green ‘mole’)
Mini Chicken Bastillas
(Shoulda been) Soba Salad
Total Fluke Roast Chicken
‘Fuck Minimalism’ Salad
Cherry and Rosewater Ice Cream
I think (hope?) I can get away with posting this so long after Christmas cause none of this is 'Christmas food'. It's just like 'stuff that makes me feel kind of festive'.
In Australia it's hard to get excited about christmassy food cause no one wants to do a roast turkey in 40 degree heat. Sure, the seafood and white wine is good. But it never feels like the movies. And someone always puts FUCKING CELERY in a coleslaw and then everthing's ruined
I've been cooking for Christmas for my family for years, but because of one thing or another we couldn't get together this year. I spent the day with my mum eating cheese, drinking gin and watching Brooklyn Nine Nine and it was absolutely perfect. But it was nice to have this friend party as well, with all the all the yelling and drink-spilling and overeating that you expect from an Australian Christmas.
For this dinner I just made what I wanted to eat when it's summer and hot as fuck. As such it's a little haphazard, there's roast chicken with yoghurt and tahini, japanese salads Little pastry things (very festive. Crumbs everywhere: festive) and ice cream with the ubiquitous cherries.
Also - you'll notice that the house in these photos is markedly nicer than mine. I have not recently won the lottery or succeeded in my desperate attempts to sell out to corporate sponsorship (Seriously, I have 43 followers on Instagram and will totally pretend to do a juice cleanse, hmu).
I was just house sitting at my mum and her housemates' beautiful house in New Farm so decided to have the Christmas dinner there, with an actual oven that works. It's still a sharehouse but! Just with a fuck-off nice view and like, real art, not just cartoons ripped out of Lucky Peach on the walls. But I'm sure everyone was sick of looking at the ugly outdoor furniture at my house anyway (if not, don't worry, it'll be back).
I always wanted to have a movie-style 'orphan's Christmas' - where we've all been exiled from our families because we're TOO REAL and they don't understand our delicate artistic temperaments. But my family is actually, disappointingly, pretty cool, so I never realised my dream.
This dinner was close enough though. There were old friends and new friend hanging out, lots of compliments to me, a really great dog (Jack Murphy, king of pooches) and even a dance floor (no photos of that though - some things you gotta be there for).
In 2015 I had a surprisingly intense breakup, got a job that I always wanted, moved in with my best friend, discovered the highs and lows of spending too much money on clothes, and started this silly vanity project website so I could have a place for nice photos of my friends and the food that I cook. It wasn't too bad. Thanks for reading.