I wasn’t really sure that there was such a thing as a fuss free dinner party. I’m a perfectionist and I’m also Jewish. Not a great mix when it comes to catering because you need to prepare three times as much food as is needed AND it all needs to be perfect ( in your own eyes – a perfectionist has the highest standards!). So,  you can see how quickly a simple dinner party for six becomes a task as mammoth as feeding the five thousand and not just feeding them anything but giving them a meal capable of charming the most grumpy of the Masterchef  judges, you know the one -that sour-faced Kate Spicer – not only charming her, but winning the competition. Continue Reading

I’ve given myself more to do. Unavoidable really as it’s Mr Pregnantcitygirl’s Birthday. Our bank balance wasn’t what it was when I spent every day trudging in and out of the City at silly hours so less money = more effort! We have a BBQ every birthday. He is a BBQ nut, so no presents this year just a big party. Continue Reading