Competitive dinners...

We've always been competitive. It started when we first met. I'd take Kerry to Greenwich Observatory to see where time starts, then she'd take me on Boris bikes down Regents Canal on the nicest day of the year. I'd try and one up with a weekend away, and that would be returned with a holiday in St Ives or a spa break in Cambridge. The competitive dating had to end before one of us went bankrupt, so we had to channel our energy into something else.

Since we moved into our new flat and regained use of a fully functioning kitchen (which is, believe it or not, a novelty for us), we set up a new competition. Competitive Dinners; a Come Dine With Me style set-up. Every fortnight one of us will cook, and the other will provide the wine (obvs), and score on a scale of 1 to 10. At the end of the year, we'll tot up the score and the winner decides the prize. Simples. 

I kicked off with a menu of potted shrimp with homemade soda bread, individual fish pies and lemon tarts.


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