“In Brentwood, people like to be seen,” Glen O’Conner the super friendly manager of the Slug and Lettuce, in the aforementioned town, informs me
This does not come as that much of a surprise. Brentwood is, after all, home to The Only Way Is Essex (TOWIE), and boasts no less than 13 TOWIE haunts (including Amy Childs’ Salon, Minnies, and of course, the Sugar Hut.) And me, for the past eight years.
As such, in keeping with what’s hip in Brentwood (babes), the husband and me found ourselves sat in a booth with a floor to ceiling window, on a sunny Sunday evening.
A cheeky Prosecco? Don’t mind if I do…
It’s no secret that I enjoy entertaining. Despite our cottage not being on the large size, I love having people back, and plying them with food and fizz.
However, as much as I like to potter in the kitchen, when one is slaving over the stove it’s not uncommon to miss the punch line of a story – or drop a utensil (or five) having been distracted by a particularly humorous tale.
So the idea of having a chef come to my home, prepare and cook the food, sounded rather too good to be true. Especially, when they promised to WASH UP as well (we don’t have a dishwasher so this is the stuff dreams are made of.)
Hostess with the mostess (thanks to rather a lot of help!)
“Work is the curse of the drinking classes.”