On Tuesday morning, I had something of a shock. Rearranging my wardrobe, clearing summer, to make way for autumn, suddenly it hit me-months of long lunches have made my clothes shrink. I find it amazing, how they physically transform, whilst hibernating in the closet.
Standing in my dressing room, I struggled to close my tuxedo pants with ease. Nothing serious, especially as formal events are thin on the ground of late, but still. I purchased them at Tom Ford just before lockdown and they were perfect. That’s it- somethings got to give. I run the beach each morning and work out too, but clearly there’s a problem, food: glorious food.
Enter stage left, my housemate, and best friend Raf. You see, Raf is a chef, in fact he’s an extremely good one. However, things have come to a pretty pass, when lunch begins at 2pm and rolls on beyond Martini Time. In fact, by that hour, usually canapés are served.
Raf, like so many others around the world, is currently not working. The restaurant industry has taken something of a blow, following lockdown. Bottom line, no tourists equals no customers. No customers, equals no work. Not ideal, and a sad reality. Lately, I’ve stepped back from dining out for lunch each day (I’ve cut it down to three days a week), instead I’m being spoiled beyond belief at home on my terrace, overlooking the sea.
Lunch, always an occasion, has become a serious deal at my casa. Menus are devised, wines selected, cocktails created. A simple pasta, has become a second course, of a possible five. Cheese plates, arrive with homemade fig jam. Divine cakes, accompany espresso. All amazing, but as Tom Ford will testify, a lifestyle that requires a tailor.
As much as I’m loving the never ending culinary delights, it’s time for some lucky Marbella restaurant, or perhaps, neighbouring villa to take Raf off my hands. He’s not only a great chef, he’s polite and stylish. He’s trained at the best catering schools in Europe and is also a certified food nutritionist. He’s worked at some fantastic restaurants. Catered parties for well-known socialites, hosted grand dinners for government leaders, and all in between.
Tired of fine dining, and fancy a burger at 3am? Floral arrangements and other amazing decor in every room? Need advice on wine pairings? Then, Raf is the man for you. As much as I’ll miss the aromas wafting from the kitchen, my wardrobe can’t afford this to continue. I take my wardrobe very seriously. And while I plan on expanding it each season, I most certainly can’t be part of the expansion plan.
Of course, he suggests healthier options, but I’ve never been one to waste my time with super foods, and strict calories. So, if you would like to speak with him about work possibilities, contact him directly at the email address below. If I’m to fit into ski wear by winter, you will be doing three great favours-one for me, one for Raf, and most importantly, one for you! Contact ´email@example.com´.
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