My family is known for hosting a damn good BBQ. Usually once a year all of the family bundles round to ours to enjoy a LOT of good food and a few drinks are always welcome to wash it down.
With me away at uni for the last few years and other things in life that just pop up and get in the way we haven’t BBQ’d for quite some time… until this weekend.
Dad’s in charge of the BBQ. Men love cooking on BBQs, my theory is that it harks back to their inner caveman about cooking raw meat on a fire.
I’m not complaining because look…
The monster burgers got the better of some of us but as a good friend of mine always says your stomach has a special pudding layer reserved for occasions just like this.
Costco’s tiramisu is fab but the show stopper of the night was my auntie’s Chocolate, Hazelnut and Whisky Cheesecake.
I have missed our BBQs. Hopefully it will be a tradition that will continue for many years to come.