Saturday, 7 April 2012

Bring and share lunch

During summer holidays the local churches hosted a childrens week of worship. I looked forwards to this week as it was so much fun, packed full of activities. There would be craft, singing, dancing, sports and food. If you were lucky you would be icing biscuits or my favourite, knickerbockerglory!

Knickerbockerglory brings back so many happy memories and creates such fantastic images of the seaside. The version I remember making was with sponge fingers, strawberry jelly, cold custard, whipped cream, with sprinkles and a wafer biscuit. You would be given a tall plastic cup in which to layer your dessert and it was so exciting. I have never been a huge fan of jelly, and would be quite upset if I had to eat it at a birthday party, jelly and ice cream was not my friend. Yet this tall glass of mutilayered colours just looked so good and delicous, and I would forget that I didn't actually enjoy this combination, distracted by the pretty colours.

As the week would come to a close the organisers would have a bring and share lunch. My parents would help out every year and to this luncheon we would take a vegeterian option or some crisps. The thing that would scare my sister and I from this lunch would be homemade sandwiches and quiches. We once found a hair in an egg mayonnaise sandwich and when we discovered who had actually made this it may have had the ability to put my sister and I off of egg mayonnaise sandwiches for life. Luckily this didn't happen! When we looked up to the proud creator of the hairy sandwiches it was a woman with a moustache. I can't look at shared lunches the same with the fear of unwanted body hair.

I have noticed at Australian bring and share lunches the scary couldren which is a large round bread which has been hollowed out and filled with a mixture of cheeses and spinach. Whoever created this must have been bored. This movement of scary bring and share dishes needs to be stopped, how about some normal sausage rolls for a change? Not a hairy sandwich or scary bread dip. Im sure you have a horror story from a bring and share lunch, please share with me your experience, until then be weary of unwanted body hair in food!

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