Guests came in their nightwear… and hair rollers…
My sister bought me these small plates, hand painted by Hell’s Angels… ( I have a vision of a burly tattoed ZZtop style biker leaning over the plates with a fine sable brush…)
I bought these black carrots at Fortnum and Mason, incredibly expensive at almost £5. Carrots were originally cream or purple. Legend has it that the Dutch bred them orange to honour William of Orange.
Black Russian shots: a mix of Kahlua and vodka
Black Hawaiian Lava salt. I had fun researching ingredients for this Black meal.
A mosaic of tapenade and herring roe on black bread
Making black sesame seed salmon balls
They were dipped in avocado oil and black vinegar
Hand rolls and sesame balls with black pickled vegetable
Black Imperial rice, which only emperors had the right to eat in Ancient China
Handroll with black rice, wild rice, cavolo nero, black carrot and pickled ginger dipped in ponzu sauce
Making squid ink pasta (actually cuttle fish ink which is nicer). It’s best to put the ink in the egg, it mixes better.
A black loaf of pasta
Rolling it out till it looks like inner tubes.
At first I did ravioli, then tortellini, then realised making fresh pasta for 32 guests was a complete nightmare, my arm hurt from cranking the machine. My helper Alissia helped me make tortelloni (bigger) stuffed with goat cheese and lemon zest.
Separating the pasta with semolina
It was served with warm cream infused with trompette de mort mushrooms
Black beluga lentils sweating with leaks, carrots, bay leaves and shallots
The cheeseboard, with ash covered cheese and charcoal biscuits being plated up on the ironing board.
A dessert of chocolate and Marmite XO ganache, liquorice icecream and blueberry coulis. One of the guests put the chocolate marmite in their coffee. Weird. Douwe Egberts provided the coffee, a smoky blend, perfect for this evening’s black menu. Also helpful in keeping staff going all day and night for this midnight feast!
We did a blind tasting of the new Marmite XO (extra old). It was slightly saltier, deeper in taste. Some people think it’s more like the original Marmite.
Frolicking guests in nighties and pjs over the Aga
Cute cartoon pj’s
One guest was so tired…the last went home at 4am. We were so exhausted… we had meant to take a nap in the afternoon but feared we wouldn’t finish the pasta in time…
The teen did a black playlist, songs with ‘black’ in the title. Unsurprisingly many of them were heavy metal: here is the playlist if you have spotify: http://tinyurl.com/yek7emv