Erm, what
is ‘Botanicals Week’?:
"Anything that grows goes" we’re told. Cue a disappointing lack
of special herbal cookies with a nice relaxing effect, the likes of which might
cause Angelina Jolie to divorce you.
Bye bye: Rav – he did well to sneak this far,
after throwing up more than one hot mess in the last few weeks. I still think
of him waving that solitary piece of batter/dough/whatever at the camera that
he forgot to add to his dozen whatever it was they were making (yup, my quality
blogging continues...).
Lucky
escape: Andrew made
dry cake and Jane smeared toddler-style finger painting on the sides of
hers. Bit embarrassing for a gardener to mess up botanicals week, isn’t
it?
Ma Baker: Somehow Tom swanned in last minute,
because he enjoys bringing home-made posh herby bread to the pictures as a
cinema snack. Come on dude, what's wrong with overpriced stale popcorn?
Smut-watch: Everyone was having a mare with the
stiffness of their meringue, though Selasi was this week's King of Smut.
Not only did he outright fail to pronounce "physalis" as anything
other than "syphilis", but Freud would plenty to say about his
sketches of an oval bread with vertical lines done the middle.
Fashion-watch: Selasi was highly unimpressed at
Hollywood's lack of floral. Quite right too - if you're known for shiny shirts,
the least you can do is pick a garish number for botanicals week. Booooo
Paul.
The new
shop bought fondant:
Mary had a right sulk about the meringue blowtorching, didn't she? She couldn't
stop going on about how she wanted them done in the oven. Didn't stop her
tucking in.
Lippy-watch: Candice sports a nude lip!
It's getting serious.
Next week: Dessert
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