Sunday Scribblings "Fantasy Dinner Party"

G'Day,
Back again to partake in this writing fun with Sunday Scribblings this morning.
The prompt this week is who would you like to have at a dinner party, living or dead, why, and what would you serve them.
I had to do a bit of thinking on this one. I am a bit of a social flop at times because I worry about doing or saying the wrong thing or that people don't like me or I won't be good enough. Social things like dinner parties are hard for me, so I wimp out and don't do them. I would have to know someone very very well to be confident to have them at my dinner table without worrying and be comfortable with it.
But since this is a fantasy dinner party, maybe I could get the world's leaders together and wave my magic wand and make them best friends and peace makers.
Nah! that's never gonna happen, I am a dreamer.
Maybe I could get someone like Jamie Oliver to come along and he would do the cooking for my party, then I would be confident that the cooking was good enough. Nah I will do it myself anyway. I am not that bad a cook. I tend to be one of those cooks that doesn't follow recipes, I just get an idea in my head and play with it, it usually works out o.k. Though I reckon if it was for an occasion I would stuff something up by trying too hard.
Since it is a fantasy dinner, there has to be eight people I reckon I would love to get to know.
I love Peter Cundall. He is a gorgeous old character. He is from the Gardening Australia show on the ABC. (Have a squizz on my side bar, there is a link to the show on there) He retired last year at the age of 80 and still has his hands in the soil no doubt in a zillion different ways teaching and influencing gardeners in this country, just like he always has.
I would love to meet and get to know my grandparents. I Missed having them. Only my maternal grandparents were alive after I was born and I do not remember them well but I cling to the few memories I have of them. Joe Trenerry died when I was 9 and Esther died when I was 5.
My paternal grand parents were both gone before I was born. Arthur and Pearl Palmer. My mother told lots of stories about them, not all of them were positive, and I would like to see for myself.
I reckon kids miss out on not knowing where they come from. I would like to have known them all better.
To make me laugh, Billy Crystal, his facial expressions and his movie characters always get me laughing.
Um one more, well I could think of lots more people I would have liked to get to know as well as lots of friends I would like to see again and I have moved away from, now that I have started my numb head writing here at the keyboard.
I would love to meet a blogging friend and be her friend face to face, she is on my side bar here also. I would like to invite Merle, she is a real sweet heart.
What would I serve them?
I reckon a nice Barbecue out in my back yard then have them all sit in the sunshine outside around the back table would be nice. So it will be a midday meal.
For starters I could serve a nice pate' with water crackers and a dip with crudites.
Then I would cook on the barbie, some nice rump steaks. Some chicken thigh cutlets that I coat in rogan josh curry paste mixed with a bit of olive oil and cornflour to seal it all in. That works well. Then some big mushrooms cooked whole (I love those on the barbie) and potatoes part cooked beforehand, sliced into rounds, and some tomatoes cut in halves and zucchini sliced length ways, all on the hotplate too. With a nice crunchy green salad with herbs out of my garden in it and Italian dressing. Or maybe that dressing I like to make with chopped garlic, olive oil, sugar, cracked pepper and balsamic vinegar put it all together in a jar and shake the shit out of it. Some crusty Italian bread too.
For sweets I would make a pavlova and top it with kiwi fruit, fresh cream, shaved chocolate and strawberries and put a big bowl of fresh fruit salad with it. To make it all Aussie I would finish it off by going out to the shed and getting my billy from the picnic gear and making billy tea. Maybe my grandfathers would enjoy getting together doing that job. Oh I didn't say wine. How about some nice reisling or a fresh light moscato, that is what I like to drink anyway. Beer for the boys.
How does that sound, Do I pass?
Bye
Love Linda.