Amelie invited Jennifer and I to have dinner at her place. She wanted us to show up early and bring my favourite bow so that she could “kick my butt” at archery.
We got there about 5 pm and went down to the archery range. I kicked her butt 3 rounds to 1. It was thanks to having a homemade bow with me. Last time we shot arrows, I borrowed one of her bows and lost 3-2. But my bow is one I made and was made according to my specifications, so it was much more comfortable. I left my bows and arrows there so that I can play her without warning.
We went upstairs to the parlour and had a glass of Sherry before dinner. The conversation was mainly between Amelie and Jennifer as usual.
When dinner came, we were treated to Oysters Rockefeller as an appetizer. Oysters Rockefeller is oysters on the half shell in a herb butter sauce so that they look green. Very good stuff. We had Chablis with that.
Then was soup and we had sopa de ajo, which is a Spanish garlic soup with vegetables and a poached egg on top. The presentation by Clyde (Amelie’s new cook) was absolutely excellent. We had Garnacha with that (a Spanish red wine).
Then was fish which was grilled tuna in a horseradish soy sauce. Beautiful presentation and it was cooked to perfection. Served with a glass of Chardonnay.
For the entrée, we had chicken fricassée which is one of my all time favourite comfort foods. Instead of chicken legs, Clyde used boneless chicken thighs. Man were they ever good. That was accompanied by a Bordeaux.
Then we had removes which was potatoes fondant. They were done to perfection. I’ve only ever had potatoes fondant once before but compared to Clyde’s, they were garbage. His were buttery and herb-y and beautiful.
Salad was a traditional Caesar salad with chicken, shrimp, and homemade dressing. We had Chablis with that.
Dessert was delicious and was apple pie a la mode. We had Champagne with that.
Sweets was the usual selection of cheeses and fruits. Obviously, Samantha had coached Clyde on what to serve because I had my usual Camembert with green and red seedless grapes.
After dinner, we retired to the parlour, where Samantha served us Yorkshire Gold tea and a glass of beautiful, smooth Brandy. I smoked my pipe and sipped slowly.
The dinner was an experience. The presentation of everything was just phenomenal and the taste was out of this world. Clyde seems to be a big believer in salt and I totally agree with him.
Jennifer and I got driven by my driver to my place where we fooled around until 1:30am. She was wearing her fancy makeup again (flawless skin and smokey eyes with long, mink eyelashes) so it was hard to keep my hands off of her. She’s sleeping upstairs as I write this.