<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8877292399504628679</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 07 Oct 2024 05:08:27 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Gouda</category><category>Omelette</category><category>crayfish</category><category>eggs</category><category>food</category><category>lunch</category><category>taste</category><category>tsunami</category><title>Sunday Lunch With My Neighbour</title><description></description><link>http://sundaylunchwithmyneighbour.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Gina)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8877292399504628679.post-2569576963383333359</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 00:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-22T18:40:30.576-07:00</atom:updated><title>14 glasses of wine and 12 courses later</title><atom:summary type="text">When a celebration has a name that takes a lung-full to say, I guess it’s a good indication of its importance. The Royal Easter Show Wine Awards Trophy Giving Dinner (phew!) was a culmination of some of the best New Zealand wines, food, industry folk and me.


 
Ruth and I got ready for the evening at my place. She went with the ‘stretch the tummy’ approach, opting for a trip to Yum Cha at midday</atom:summary><link>http://sundaylunchwithmyneighbour.blogspot.com/2010/03/things-i-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5k6B5ynvgHeWJcxLbYJgR0WtlpULEeRk8oH_hNp9IJ7JOv0dkMyP7vuDRlVONpRk7DsVpEwtjKNzUjgkZpgI3pInQltH54SljwtTJmcY6_U2tQLAD6ISPYfWbihYCHRxoMkuMTz_ejtY/s72-c/ruthandgina.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8877292399504628679.post-7308682274525721076</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2010 21:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-18T14:30:51.557-07:00</atom:updated><title>Loco for Coco&#39;s</title><atom:summary type="text">I had an exceptional dinner at Coco&#39;s Cantina on Krd last night with a bunch of my girlfriends. Worried that we weren’t going to get a table having been told this new eatery has quickly become very popular with locals, we arrived early-ish and enjoyed a few wines, quite a few polenta chips and soaked up the atmosphere before launching into the menu.
Unfortunately I forgot my camera, I would have </atom:summary><link>http://sundaylunchwithmyneighbour.blogspot.com/2010/03/loco-for-coco.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gina)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8877292399504628679.post-5688707022185491821</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 22:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-18T14:48:34.126-07:00</atom:updated><title>The inaugural pie</title><atom:summary type="text">This week my flat and I have eaten extremely well. So well in fact that Lili and I have decided to do a ‘health’ week after Easter. Damian was dismayed, telling us over and over that a week of steamed veges would not help. According to him health is achievable through a balanced diet. Sounds far too easy huh.&amp;nbsp;
Apparently if we eat like his grandmother, ‘a bit of this, a bit of that’ we will </atom:summary><link>http://sundaylunchwithmyneighbour.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-inaugural-pie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNBMR35AKZu6Q-p8lXUNspPXu0pJzhj92cCJMyWP_JARk9vudYRTKu6kJ6-_tHliwHoAknqGR_vnXDMwRZnHXgd5jNaW3py2Z2jmYqAisK8cdIrJWY_s_AFdLVOVejZ-LyVL1NgWGZBEU/s72-c/Pie+inside.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8877292399504628679.post-1441051131755709661</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 23:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-09T19:17:36.884-08:00</atom:updated><title>It&#39;s on...</title><atom:summary type="text">My flatmates and I have been cooking dinners for each other of late. One night a week each. Within 3 weeks, it&#39;s become somewhat of a competition.&amp;nbsp;
Now this bold assertion may wound Damian who last night made a smashing mushroom and peppercorn concoction to accompany a delicious steak with mashed potato, but I think he’s lying when he tells me that he’s read my blog, so I could just get away</atom:summary><link>http://sundaylunchwithmyneighbour.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1elHwslgsG_7ccu6_j2CqxJ8N6L7OmQA_UJWp4gapWCGZA2ilaYw5XMkpEMn5debMFVPqdyyTb1Vjf-ULUZKwJJf9dLtw_VR7ABc5z2enRnYnwFUFOuktKkhSynTi4KPbfjfoOmLScp0/s72-c/Capsicums.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8877292399504628679.post-8336663092016223276</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Mar 2010 00:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-04T14:04:46.474-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">crayfish</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">eggs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gouda</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lunch</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Omelette</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">taste</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tsunami</category><title>These I have loved...</title><atom:summary type="text">I have an ability to remember the first time I tasted many of the foods and drinks I love today.

Not a spectacular character trait really but there are a huge number of foods I love, so I must have a pretty good memory.&amp;nbsp;
Notable first taste experiences include:
My first Crayfish:&amp;nbsp;A friend of mine used to work up north on a crayfish boat. When he came to Auckland he would stay at our </atom:summary><link>http://sundaylunchwithmyneighbour.blogspot.com/2010/03/these-i-have-loved.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3zov3naUYO0zsu8sbILEn-HWz9VfDJFouMv05CiuAyrOOgM1gR4upCmQjP9jUU0WaJvPrfmjuFaOWdvkjNi3lsEAF-q9e5Ux7CKusufBlDoqBfep7BPtmCG1rg29-EOte-rNl3zM66Tg/s72-c/asparagus.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8877292399504628679.post-1586859362654593759</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 01:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-21T18:45:14.287-08:00</atom:updated><title>Full of Zest!</title><atom:summary type="text">Sunday lunch was postponed this week in favour of a Wednesday dinner. I believe we will be having a chicken roast but you never know with Hamish! We often talk about the menu for next week’s lunch whilst consuming the current one, Hamish has so many ideas I’m never quite sure what he’s planning. Last week, inspired by my love of the radiccio lettuce in the salad (blogged about below), Hamish </atom:summary><link>http://sundaylunchwithmyneighbour.blogspot.com/2010/02/full-of-zest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAorXwZCA2VV46UKfkv0oUKthDKV92V-wuLMwmowhDt80FGgb1BZ-HVAywfD1_QJpwMc9MXVbZJeWLFnPgLJvPoxRI07IYq6yLSCRuKFfN18mOQYBOvC05MOVGTfZgypfYAtPWptdaNto/s72-c/Image2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8877292399504628679.post-5139028376469896450</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Feb 2010 23:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-10T19:06:33.182-08:00</atom:updated><title>Say Cheese...</title><atom:summary type="text">I’ve managed to munch my way through many a fine meal this weekend and it’s with just a dash of haughtiness that I’ll tell you about some of them now.

It wasn’t easy mind you. I suffered a horrible torture dream last night that I blame on the two cheese pasta I had for lunch and I’m still hiccupping from the BBQ’d lamb, kumara mash, ratatouille, Greek salad and potatoes I washed down with a </atom:summary><link>http://sundaylunchwithmyneighbour.blogspot.com/2010/02/say-cheese.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW9pELkbmEygypKh-Widw_iSLMtqAeaKnl3zayUDPMzgppYlNmaHNqGbpkEIKOeGDaYqCg16lCLuCc9G2D7RIjARalqrDWrJAp7BcnAvfMJb7WY8uiTSUpQYPovcWWft3N3wazPd_S4Ng/s72-c/LUNCH9.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8877292399504628679.post-7835547291750979907</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 21:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-10T19:07:09.083-08:00</atom:updated><title>Tienes Hambre?</title><atom:summary type="text">I made salsa last night and it was delicious. It was also extremely easy and cheap so I have resolved that as long as I have my own tomato plants, I will &amp;nbsp;make my own salsa&amp;nbsp;(bar when I&#39;m at the Ponsonby International Food Court. The salsa at that Mexican place is phenomenal, I&#39;ve been known to ask for a little extra to take home with me).

Spicy Tomato Salsa


6 tomatoes
1/2 a red onion</atom:summary><link>http://sundaylunchwithmyneighbour.blogspot.com/2010/01/spicy-tomato-salsa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmUEkyrdtRY6T9qvI2x21uorsIXcmeasKwGcL6LywEFauUkxBu_ZhG-Z9aJ6O4GQoWbix5aiEswpJfFL19Hv9-4xG00SSr6VqIShJiPZbRKxaja1UaWiE2eJ-pUQx8XYK4OLVOCZVusfg/s72-c/Beans2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8877292399504628679.post-3049635003641783642</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Jan 2010 22:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-10T19:08:01.362-08:00</atom:updated><title>My Pommes d&#39;Amour</title><atom:summary type="text">
My flatmate and I bought two tomato plants on Labour Day last year from the Ponsonby Plant Centre.&amp;nbsp; Since then we have both endeavoured to rear them to brilliance, watering them most days, feeding them special plant growth food, trimming the suckers that grow between the branches and tying them carefully to the wooden creeper fence we found handy in our garden.
Patience is not one of my </atom:summary><link>http://sundaylunchwithmyneighbour.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-pommes-damour.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI0TNOsguRFcZHFrVzIDV2xY2E7uyzjdejiGRBHPqzn0pbWuC0HlmUD1pGnUqbaAi6UvpwNESQfA1qzhFfiFRpzCdQCjGs38tpQPhrUBTR3XVRgSdhJH6hLi2qDEF5sfUGMHc8hzmaV0k/s72-c/Tomatoes4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8877292399504628679.post-3652788067609711161</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 00:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-10T19:08:31.462-08:00</atom:updated><title>Hello there...</title><atom:summary type="text">


For some time, I have struggled with the small kitchen in my Grey Lynn flat. While it contains the necessities, (stove, oven and my personal favourite, the dishwasher) it really isn’t big enough or well equipped enough to satisfy my cooking desires.&amp;nbsp; This is no excuse for laziness, I really do love the idea of cooking amazing meals for my flatmates and friends. Small kitchen or not though</atom:summary><link>http://sundaylunchwithmyneighbour.blogspot.com/2010/01/test.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWOTL8O6AaQcPWYbZUqUqi8SZda6VRKr-i0CKYjxiV-b6aEqs8t7b5jdxf8KBd1pnrnb7V9v9MLIDCvlkYSosvu_0R-c6JGb12eT9aEVkb_0egoO3DSHXAsW2_D-58GkLsDaOW808QIG8/s72-c/Gina-&amp;-Hamish.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>