Cocktails in the bedroom on the ironing board
Rachel McCormack, evil door pixie, being filmed by BBC Moneywatch crew. She even tried to make my neighbours pay to get in the house! Her: it’s a fiver to get in. Neighbour: But I live here! Her: Oh allright then.
Crowded bedroom (pic: Gavin Rodgers)
Belgian Waffling, a picture in black and white
Porridge lady in the kitchen (pic: Gavin Rodgers)
Supperclub hostesses Mama Lan and Baby Lan
Mama Lan getting to grips with the Aga. She gave a demonstration of freshly made chinese dumplings which everybody shared. I did a foccaccia demo, but don’t have pix of myself doing it…so if anybody has some…
Making fresh halloumi
@handyface prepping the halloumi…it was delicious, will write more on this. He made it over the course of the day, then we tasted.
Astrologer and writer Neil Spencer talking about the links between astrology and food, holding a copy of Culpepper. There were alot of Librans in the room, who, when they go to a restaurant, are more concerned about how it looks, the table settings, the plating than the food. He ran through the charts of some of the top chefs: Gordon Ramsay, a fiery Scorpio; Jamie Oliver: an adaptable Gemini, with great communication skills.
My own underground muesli for sale
Balcony: It’s alive! Carolyn and Laura, ex Pogo, home made sauerkraut and kimchi. Fermented food is very good for you.
House of Chutney. Met these former supperclub hostesses at a Euroburners event (the European branch of Burning Man attendees)
Terence McSweeney showing how to make a basketry fish
The Shed’s mum, those dolls are toilet roll holders! She made my teen have one!
Marcia Vidal’s jewellery in the shed
Isis imaginings in the shed, demonstrating how to make cards…
Little girl wearing Little Miss Delicious’ doughnut hair clip
The obligatory burnt Aga offering, something I left in after my demo
Bar in the bathtub
A nice little present was left by my bedside at the end. I ate the cupcakes in bed!
200 people and 38 stalls. People came from Leeds, Norfolk, Warsaw, Wales. The sun shone. I learnt to put up a gazebo. There was a bonfire. The demonstrations went brilliantly, people crowding around to taste, to learn, to listen. I did my first live cooking demo. Stallholders made friends. We met people from twitter in real life. Lots of food was scoffed. My brother got really drunk. A BBC crew spent hours filming. Giddy with triumph, I ended up talking complete bollocks about my plans to take over the planet...”me for prime minister” I think I said, propped up by the Aga. I think it will be screened in July.
More pictures to come…(but many of mine didn’t come out…too darn rushed off my feet)
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