Myself and my date for the night, fellow Pet Lamb girlie Kay set off in our best 1940s themed dresses, seamed tights and attempted victory rolls in our hair. With bottles of fizzy in our bags and tummies ready for our very first taste of rabbit, we were ready for a night of classic, wartime music and lindyhopping fun! And what a night we had! Firstly we were seated next to two fellow North East bloggers Carla from Messy Carla and Rachel from Mon Polkadot Cheri who were just the sweetest buttons I've ever met. The evening soon switched from people nervously chatting among their friends to laughing and smiling with folk they've only just met. It's funny what a glass of champagne can do to a girl.
Before we even had a chance to pop the cork on our fizzy, our first course was served. Broad bean bruschetta! The dish had quite a distinctive taste with a delicious tang of lime which lingered in the mouth. I'm a total sucker for bruschetta so I was sold on this from day one!
The main course, which was greatly anticipated by myself and my other diners, was rabbit in cider with summer veg. I've never tasted rabbit before so I was really looking forward to this one. The taste was a lot milder than expected, I assumed rabbit would have quite a strong gamey taste but, not to sound like a total cliche, it was rather similar to the dark meat on a chicken. Success! Now to try squirrel ;)
Now, we were all rather merry by the time the dessert rolled out so please forgive me when I say, I used my cameras flash. How very naughty of me! I just couldn't trust myself to hold the thing steady in the low light after a bottle and a half of wine! I'm sure you understand ;) Normally, I hate trifle!! I despise cold custard and just abhor the use of sponge with jelly. It's my most loathed of sweets, but oddly enough I actually enjoyed this one. Might have been the shocking amount of alcohol I put away but hey, it was the weekend!
After the meal was served and the guests were suitable squiffy, the dancing began. At first we were treated to a lindyhop demonstration, fine by me, but then we were encouraged to get up and learn a few steps for ourselves. Now, being the huge uncoordinated goof I am this wasn't the greatest half hour of my life, but by the end of the routine I had memorised enough for me to ever get by should a mass swing dancing session ever erupt in Newcastle! Kay on the other hand had the whole thing aced, even dancing with the instructor.
As the night drew to a close, and our cabs arrived we hugged our new found friends and the lovely organisers good bye and went off on our merry way home. Certainly not for more drinks! Oh no ;)
A huge thank you to the guys at The Next Big Event for the tickets and for throwing such a magical dinner party. Here's to times to come!