Take some time to smell the cheese - part two

Clearly taking my wine with me was the smart idea after all, as, while Massimo got cracking with the Cheese Soufflé that was dish three of the evening's four, wine dude made himself useful and brought me a refill.  I did feel marginally like the only alcoholic in the room - is it normal to drink on a Tuesday night? - but it went so incredibly well with the cheese, that it would have been rude not to.

Whilst the soufflé was cooking, Massimo didn't waste any time in showing us how to make Parmesan Cheese Fritters, and the sex-starved loons wasted no time in questioning him over the recipe we'd been given which didn't remotely detail the method he was using.  Hmm...maybe I'll allow them that one.

The fritters didn't take very long at all and were served with the Italian equivalent of the 'Colonel's' KFC sauce: Massimo's 'secret recipe' tomato sauce, the ingredients of which he point-blank refused to divulge, no matter how many coy or coquettish looks they threw his way.  It went super-well with the cheesey pancake thingies though, so I didn't much care.

Soufflé, schmoufflé.  Waaay too much effort for a so-so-tasting result.

And then, with the last mouthful swallowed, that was it.  As if everyone had collectively and simultaneously remembered they'd left the gas on, I had to finish up my wine and stuff my recipes in my bag sharpish, or risk being left there alone.

As luck would have it, the ferry ride home was mercifully calm.  Much as I did feel slightly uncomfortable from all the cheese-eating (and mayybee the wine), I wasn't too keen on seeing it in reverse.

PS If you want any of the cheesey recipes, let me know.  However, you might want to contact Sainsbury's or the Ocado man in advance: if you plan to cook all four dishes on the same day, you'll need a whopping 21 eggs!