We had our neighbours over on Sunday. Not the noisy ones, they’ve thankfully moved far, far away. Or the ones who invited me to dinner and I disgraced myself by getting drunk and spewing in their bathroom between entree and main. And not the ones with the phantom baby.
The ones whose mail I lost.
Yep, those ones. (But I’m beginning to get the sinking feeling we’re THOSE ones.)
Moving right along … the way life is these days – busy – we never see our neighbours to even nod at them. It was at least half a year since we’d socially communed with them in a neighbourly fashion. So I did the modern thing and emailed them. Heaven forbid I should stick my head over the fence.
A morning tea was settled upon.
I made lemonade scones and little chicken sandwiches.
It was very civilised. Well, we skirted around dangerous territory during a discussion about our chickens and any link they might have to the bush turkeys that now prowl the neighbours’ verandah after eating all the chook food …
We chatted about what we’d all been up to over the last six months. We agreed that even the best of friends only seem to catch up once or twice a year these days, let alone neighbours.
It’s a bit sad, really, how life with kids pushes you away from your long-time friends. Your social life tends to revolve around the mums in the playground, the parents beside the netball field, the folk at the school fundraiser.
I love all my new school-centric friends. It’s brilliant to get a whole extra social circle so late in life. But I do miss my old ones. Problem is, with Husband working every Saturday, Sundays have become a bit sacred to our family. Meaning our opportunities for social interaction diminish even further.
So I’m making up for it next week while Husband and the kids are away visiting his relatives in the Far West and down the border way. I am out on the TOWN. I feel a bit exhausted just thinking about it. But I’m sure it will be a blast when I’m settled on that parade of bar stools.
And then I might do a half-dry July to recover.
Very virtuous of me.
Anyways, here are my recipes from the neighbourly morning tea. They were delish.
RECIPE: Lemonade scones
- 2 cups self-raising flour
- 1/4 cup caster sugar
- 1/2 cup cream
- 1/2 cup) lemonade
- 2 tbs milk
METHOD: Preheat the oven to 220°C. Line a baking tray with baking paper. Place the flour and sugar in a large bowl. Add the cream and lemonade and mix to form a soft dough. Turn out onto a lightly floured workbench and knead lightly until combined. Press the dough to a thickness of about 2cm. Use a 6cm round cutter or glass to cut out 12 scones, place on baking tray and brush the tops with some milk. Bake for 10-15 minutes until lightly browned. Serve warm with jam (I used Hank’s strawberry and vanilla) and freshly whipped cream.
RECIPE: Best-ever chicken sandwiches
- 1 cup finely chopped chicken
- 1 finely chopped trimmed celery stalk
- 2 tablespoons coarsely chopped toasted slivered almonds
- 1/4 cup sour cream
- 1/4 cup garlic aioli or egg mayonnaise
- 1 tablespoon lemon juice
- 8 slices white bread, crusts removed
METHOD: Mix sour cream, aioli and lemon juice in a bowl. Stir in chicken, almonds and celery. Spread mixture over four slices of white bread. Cut into small square or ribbons. Serve.