KyBourbon
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She could have just sprayed Tante with the garden hose to get the same result.That's for all us peasants that don't know what a wet lemon looks like....
part 2 - ( stopped allowing me to edit - 20 mins in)Patreon video is up. Here is the drama ...
Starts with a lovely view if the tent and Stephanie ( In another brand new dress) that looks like she is naked thanking patreon's for coming.
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A view of the tent - with all the lalande ( downstairs staff) chilling after a long few days at work
Dan the not so man has taken a few days off and come to film the patreon days ( but don't worry she filmed a lot too - so the patron funders will get all the specials over the next few weeks)
Today we get the day before patreon day ( all the hard work None of which is done by strep)
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Anne Marie himself is back - Strep tells him we missed him - he doubts it - Steph tells us he was working on a secret project or biritish TV which is why he hasn't been on camera recently
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Nick, Oncle and Marie are setting up the tent for patreon day- They borrowed it for free from the local commune ( la association Bonvauve) apparently they mayor helped them take it down to transport to Lieland and they got a drink of wine at 10;30 that morning
They have 2 tents and they have put them so they face the Chapel (I wonder if that helps drum up more money from the brainless fools and helps them open the wallets - to save the chapel) * cough cough to fund fanny's next holiday*
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Its jared birthday so Tante has made cupcakes with cream and blackberries ( at least she is kind enough to think of something for him)
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Jared has turned the dining room into a ampitheatre for the piano concert that Marie apparently will treat the patrons to - I noticed that that is a lot of wine glasses and tumbler shakers out in Peacock corner - a boozy weekend coming eh!
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Nasti is seen whne step asked her to sit and look at the piano ampitheatre movng a bunch of board games - do they plan of bring the guests to death so they retire to play alone?
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Back to tante and the cupcakes - they are for luch- aparently it will be breakfast for both Maria and strep (who was apparently awake for ages but has no breakfasts)
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They look delicious - my grandma made similar ones with strawberry jam, whipped cream and putting the top back in 2 halves as butterfly wings - a war recipe I believe.
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Onto Pavlina - who steph asked if she pulled the short straw of weeding - She is on the unsafe balcony and stairs ( That Brenda and co on FB said last week are safe, they just shouldn't use the stairs) -Maybe a bite against fB questions of the structural integrity of the balcony
When I decide to leave Tattle I will give you a secret to keep the skill from dying.Ha! That's probably why she looks so stressed out, or is that disgust?
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HOW DO YOU DO THIS?????
Respite is almost non existent as he has capacity and can therefore choose what he wants and this is always remain at home and me do it!Sorry to hear you are having a tough time. Have you got any provision for some respite for you? So tough for you ad him. Always makes me laugh when you see "Living well with dementia" because it is so tough, the anxiety and everything that goes with it. Feel free to off load here no one
Thank you. This awful life of Fanny’s is a car crash….it keeps me distracted at times. And I can laugh at the wisdom and hilarity here. My dog jumps when I laugh loudly!We're here to keep your pecker up @Lochness Monster
Looks more like a Covid drive thru tent.Is this the tent they went to for TB screening and to complete the scratch tests?
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Gotta compliment Fanny on finding tents from the 16th century to match her 16th century chateau. Adding TB for the plague effect was the piece de resistence! Full marks for historical authenticity!The tent thing reminds me of every disaster movie I've ever seen. The mandatory med tent where casualties of some ravaging disease lie injured on cot beds, bloodied and dying, hooked up to intravenous drips and being tended by worn out army medical staff, in a devastated area. Supplies are running low. Evacuation is discussed. Naturally there is a breakdown of civil authority. In the next scene, marauders break through the lines to ransack and plunder, causing extensive damage and heaping severe trauma onto already helpless victims. Zombies and/or aliens may be involved. Welcome to a weekend at lieLande.
Something like this would have looked better. This is at one of Mr Spratts customer's, Chateau de la Preuille. She's had a whole year to get it sorted.Thank you for listing the feast, it saved me scribbling it down whilegrimacing my way throughthe day’s jollities - or, more accurately, a rather muddled splicing of 2 days into one.
The Food
What, pray tell, had happened to the gazpacho which was so thick it seemed to have set. How were the guests meant attack it?
A completely bonkers selection for the buffet. Far too many things. Just because it was a buffet doesn’t mean everything but the kitchen sink. This is what happens when a recently qualified but inexperienced cook is given free rein, if not total autonomy, for catering. The presentation of the salads was so obviously done to be IG-worthy, a really tiresome part of today’s world. Style over substance and not thinking it through. Slow cooked lamb is delicious and, yes, it does fall apart. However, it was done no justice by being served as it was. It looked dry. No sign of the cooking liquid being strained and reduced to be served with the lamb. The myriad salads looked dry, as well - I have a particular dislike for pasta salad that has absorbed whatever its dressing is. No bowls of homemade mayonnaise (it’s the easiest thing to make and doesn’t require a Cordon Bleu School diploma).. No pretty jugs filled with vinaigrette to supplement however the salads were dressed. Not a lettuce leaf to be seen - I thought the Lalande potager was brimming with what my mother called interesting leaves.
And why, why, why roast potatoes? An extraordinary choice.
I don’t think Stuart had any direction about the menu from SJ, apart from a vague budget. The choice of lamb (which is not cheap, and mutton isn’t much less)) was odd. Slow cooked leg or shoulder (the latter for preference, as it has more fat) is delicious and, yes, it essentially cooks itself but it seemed cock-eyed to serve it (presumably) room temperature or slightly warm. She over-complicated the buffet menu. Frankly, I suspect the effort she put into it all was a waste of time, apart from the pretty photographs for her portfolio, and would have been wasted on the guests.
The croque en bouche was a cop out! Serving it in paper napkins was an easy way to disguise that each serving was more like a gesture than a helping - 2 small profiteroles would have looked pretty silly on a side plate, much less a dessert plate from the ghastly “K” dinner service.
The drink
Speechless. Prosecco? In France?
The marquee(s)
Thank goodness. Something positive. In a qualified way! So much better than last year’s h debacle in the wood store, complete with a cobbled floor, wobbly tables and surrounded by redundant doors, etc. Where it went wrong was the size of the 2 mismatched tents. The only option was setting up the (dreaded) trestle tables like a mess tent or canteen. It’s so unfriendly. The awful school chairs added to the rather institutional look. If Stephanie knew how to entertain, and she really has no idea, she’d have hired a proper marquee, 6’ round tables and decent chairs, with trestles for the food (another positive was abandoning the ridiculous, pretentious serving plated up food). A service tent, if only to clear the decks between courses, is useful but probably asking too much!. Eight people at a round table is much more conducive to conversation involving the whole table, particularly if they don’t know one another. (I’m by no means a professional party planner but i organised quite a big annual charity lunch in a marquee for about 25 years and I know every permutation of tables and seating!)
Cups and saucers on the table from the word go was completely unnecessary. Was there even any sign of coffee or one of Pavlova’s homemade fruit infusions post lunch?
The crux of the matter is Stephanie is clueless and completely unaware of even the basics of offering hospitality, much less entertaining her precious supporters.
this is much too long but is actually a heavily edited version of my original thoughts!