Monday, January 2, 2012

Pictures from a party

Flowers I used to take for granted I now can't get enough of. This Fuchsia magellanica* and its delicate pendant drops of hot pink and purple grows in three spots in the garden, and I visited them again and again, snaring more slender branches for some blowsy flower arrangements. My mother had already filled two enameled tin jugs for the lunch table, and I interfered by pushing more fuchsia and honeysuckle into them and adding flowers to every surface I could find. Convinced it would continue raining I thought we'd have to dress up the carport, with its wood pile, bags of compost and antique, gleaming jaguar (car, not cat). But the rain held off, big clouds billowing high above us and the green plane tree. 

This fuchsia is apparently hardy in the States down to zones 7-6. Loses all leaves in winter but emerges again. I think I may start rooting some cuttings.

My mom, Donovan, Johannes, Anjo-Mari, Rosie, Peter...somewhere off screen, Marijke,  Karen, Fanie.

A bit of Johan, Marlene, my dad...

Peter, and more of Johan. These two lovely men brought with them from their garden plot in Koringberg: a pot of their own bees' honey, four jars of olives, and several bottles of wine. In fact everyone brought wonderful goodies - better than a birthday. Late in the evening - and everyone only left well after 6pm, to my delight - I had some poached eggs on toast for an unnecessary supper, sprinkled with Lily's gift of hot red pepper, fresh from Istanbul.

The fennel was tossed with raw sliced lemon as well as salt-preserved lemon rind. 

Red pepper mousse. 

Herby chickens cooked in verjus.

My first crumble!

And at the end of it all, a cork, a gift, the flowers on the patio table.


  1. Those flowers are perfectly gorgeous! How long til spring in the northern hemisphere? Enjoy your trip!

  2. It sounds like a wonderful party...gorgeous flowers!!

  3. You have arranged those flowers perfectly...the fuchsia blossoms are dripping with loveliness. And of course the menu is mouth watering.

  4. Marie,
    Thank you so much for sharing you visit home with us. No wonder you miss it so much.


  5. all the right F's: flowers from Mom's garden, family, friends, food = fun.
    Happy New Year Marie!

  6. Truly the most magnificent lunch in ages under the most magnificent tree in a truly magnificent garden. Dankie, Marie. Dankie weer.

  7. Marie, dis Peter hier: Ek kry sommer trane in my oë. Die middag was so special: Wonderlike mense van wie ons niemand geken het nie; ongelooflike kos (ek gaan die resep vir daardie hoender nog uit jou kry...) en dan jou wonderlike ma en pa se tuin. 'n Ongelooflike voorreg 'n mens weet gewoon nie hoe om dankie te sê nie.

  8. Donatella ScherzandoJanuary 3, 2012 at 11:35 AM

    Is it wrong that I laughed out loud at Beence's *sigh*? Looking at the wonderful lunch with friends and family must be so hard for Beence. Back in New York, trying not to break the cat while pilling provides quite a contrast.

  9. A lunch made in heaven - looks just perfect! :)

  10. It was truly lovely, thank you Marie and your generous and charming parents for opening their beautiful house and garden to us.

    And thank you for creating a way to meet you, The Sourcerer, Smashing and Voer, all as delightful in real life as online personas suggest. Your parents Johan, Peter and Marlene were icing on the cake.

    Not that I doubted, but I can now confirm that the 66squarefeet food tastes just as good as it looks. We were spoilt rotten.

  11. I'm with Vince on this one. It was 12 degrees yesterday with a negative windchill. *cry*


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