Masterchef is over for another year, and like the other half of the nation, I've dried my tears over Jock Zonfrillo, who turned out to be an awesome human being on the show, and he's going to be missed. I'm going to miss watching this group of happy cooks storming their way through the kitchen four nights a week.
I went to Christmas in July at Jonella's place last night, and a bit of time was spent talking about Masterchef, of which the five of us at dinner were all fans. We all enjoyed on contestant's catchphrase, "WOW!" We loved her enthusiasm, even if her voice was a bit grating. She made it into the top five, but her "Wow!" has made it into the Australian vernacular (I can see it being as popular as, "NOT HAPPY, JAN!" Click here to see what we mean. )
Christmas in July at Jonella and Stav's is a lovely thing. This is the third of fourth of these I've been to. Jonella and Stav love cooking and they've got a great setup for having people over for dinner. They provided the starters, the main meal and the Christmas Pudding. Norty made the mulled wine, Bee brought some dessert as she doesn't like Christmas Pudding. Me, I was on nibblies, so the table was furnished with olives, stuffed peppers and a big of cheese.
I'm still gob smacked that there is somebody out there who doesn't like Christmas Pudding.
It was a delightful meal. Stav got the turkey just right. The entree of road onion and goat cheese tarts were lovely. And after the aforementioned pudding, with custard and ice cream, there was chocolates and more mulled wine.
It was a great night. I arrived home, still stuffed, at midnight.
I wonder if our counterparts in Europe and America have ever thought of doing Australian Christmas in July, where they have a spread of salad, seafood, maybe a barbeque, and, of course, a pavlova, fully laden with strawberries, mango and passionfruit.
Maybe we should send our Christmases over at some stage, see what they thing. \
For me, Christmas in July just makes sense.
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