It was a great autumn afternoon for another great back yard barbie and we walked the 1/2 a Km to get there, baby in the pram and sparkling white, lamb chops and marinated quail as an offering under the pram.
It was a very chilled, laid back event with something sizzling the whole afternoon as friends grazed on zuchini frittatas and the sweetest grilled corn you’ve ever had. It had a little bite to it too with what I think must be a bit of chilli sprinkled on. I started the burner off with grilled sausages from Drew (who teased me endlessly for being a tong Nazi) and our quails.
Throughout the bantering though I noticed a giant olive tree growing over the fence with an abundance of ripening olives and it so happenned that Drew’s girlfriend knew how to pickle them so she gave us a few pointers. It sounded so simple the way she put it yet I’m sure it takes years to perfect.
