Mish-Mashed

Mish-Mash Dinner was, in my opinion, nothing short of mashtacular.

After a trip to the Salvos, we emerged as Kung Fu Master, Pregnant Lady, Aussie Cricketer, Neo of the Matrix and 70's Bride. Yeah, I couldn't find any kind of jumpsuit or a puffy-sleeved taffeta hilarity, but I made do with a $5 Seventies number with long sleeves that zip up at the wrists. It actually looked a lot like my mum's wedding dress.

Dinner, being an unknown five-course affair, panned out as follows::

First course: entree - prawns
Second course: dessert - fruit flan
Third course: dessert - triple chocolate semifreddo
Fourth course: dessert - fruit salad and cream
Fifth course: dessert - triple layer chocolate cake

The entree was my contribution because I just knew, KNEW there were going to be at minimum four desserts, and while the idea filled me with glee, it also made me feel ill. I'd been wanting to try out this recipe for ages and it was easy and enjoyed:


Prawns with Chilli and Lime Mayo and Pistachio Dukkah
Serves 4-6 as an entree

1-2kg prawns, tails intact
I cup good quality whole egg mayo
I lime
I small red chilli, deseeded and finely chopped
I packet pistachio dukkah (Middle Eastern nut and spice mix. Some Safeways stock it, otherwise you can make your own)

Saute prawns for 5 mins in oil and a little garlic.
Mix mayo with chilli and juice of the lime.
To eat: dip prawn first in mayo then in dukkah.


Now, let me just dwell on my husband's triple chocolate semifreddo for a moment. To get a sense of this dessert, imagine the best, most expensive chocolate ice cream you've ever had, then imagine throwing that ice cream away in disgust after tasting this semifreddo because it's ten times more rich and creamy and mmmm .... Semifreddo Genius.


To top off the meal, the icing on the cake was a delightful cake, with icing. The thoughtful friend who made it chose it because it was sweet, rich and layered, to match my personality. Right? I thought so.

Finally, it was time for the Supergame, which lasted a whole 15 minutes or so before being abandoned for some absurd, vigorous conversation. I clearly couldn't keep up, as I fell into a bloated slumber in my bridal finery and was woken a couple of hours later to say goodbye to my guests. Hey, a wedding day can really take it out of a girl!