Eat my world

warning: food porn.



Last night I was invited along to the eat my world launch party, the email landed in my inbox a few weeks ago and the menu for the night left me dribbling- it would have been rude not to go along. Eat my world is a brand new website all focused on supper clubs. In London supper clubs seem to be a pretty big deal but they're yet to work their way down to sunny Dorset, the idea is that you cook a meal for strangers and get paid for it...think come dine with me but without going around their house the next night. Eat my world allows you to host your own supper club and sell tickets or, much more to my liking, search for local supper clubs to attend. Our evening's chefs were the amazingly talented Dirty Apron, I'm sure you'll agree they whipped up a storm.

We arrived and headed out to the balcony to enjoy the sandbanks sunshine, drinks were poured and a few moments later Rosie, Emma and their other halves arrived, the boys started to chat tattoos, skateboards and surf and we were able to have a good old natter about pregnancy and blogging, we were also accompanied by some other foody bloggers and the local paper. The crowd then hurried inside, tempted by the smell of starters. I wont type out the entire menu as it was rather substantial, but the food was amazing and the company better. Karen from eat my world made sure drinks were topped up all night long and everyone left with very full tummies.

The night was meant to cost £25pp and it was more than worth the money. If you fancy a different kind of night out and want to meet other foodies make sure you check out eat my world over the next few weeks, I have a feeling they're going to be pretty big.

a smooth sea never made a skilful sailor

By the time you're reading this I'll probably be home, the thing about being at sea is that there's no internet, it's a bloggers nightmare but I've actually really enjoyed it. I had 5 minutes to check emails in the marina but apart from that I've had to wait to use the internet, sorry! It's the last day, a huge part of me wants to stay sailing forever, I'm eternally envious of couples like Alex and Taru who spend their lives sailing, however this boat isn't ours and it's definitely not suited to us, we've spent many hours fantasy boat shopping and dreaming of a life at sea. I've really enjoyed that whilst we're not in a marina it's just us and the sea, it's so refreshing being able to lay in my bikini on the deck reading my book all afternoon without another soul in sight ( apart from the boy who's hidden under the canopy). However, I'm coming home to lots of fun, I've just gone full time at work and have so many exciting blog related things in the next few weeks.

We set sail nice and early, which was a blessing in disguise as the wind was definitely against us. We had to motor 60% of the way but finally the wind turned and we managed 5-6knots for the rest of the trip back to the airport, when we arrived back to Kos we anchored in a small bay and took one last swim before heading back to normality.

xo

cold drinks & warm welcomes

There's several good things about being in a marina, the knowledge of warm powerful showers and flushing toilets made the choppy journey a lot more bearable, plus the knowledge that we'd have a chance to fix the leak in the dingy, the best thing about marina's thought is the company. Yachties love talking yacht and after a short period of GPS, fish finder and sails the drinks start to flow and the  topic drifts away from the nautical life. We spent a couple of nights in the marina, on the first evening we made friends with a couple of brits a few boats up who happen to have a house on the island, they were tinkering with one of the cabins, and invited us round for a little party- the house was absolutely gorgeous and had more than enough bedrooms, I was almost tempted to move in as full time mixologist  / cook but Dan said no. After a few drinks we headed in to the main town before being whisked back to the marina on the back of a moped (possibly the most horrific few moments of my life), it was late but still too hot to sleep inside, luckily the neighbours weren't around so two sleepy sailors once again fell asleep amongst a pile of pillows on the trampoline. The next morning we woke up to the sound of meowing from tinks the cat who was chilling out on the canopy, we slowly rubbed our eyes and spent a few moments enjoying the view of blue sky before heading for an ice cold shower. Slathered in sun screen we set to exploring the island for the day, that evening we headed to skippers bar for frozen cocktails with new friends. Most of the evening was spent trying to persuade us to pack in our jobs back home, buy a boat and set sail, sadly the answer for now is no -although we definitely plan on owning a motor boat in aus. We headed back to the boat, made hot chocolate and started planning the trip back to Kos to fly home :(


xo