Test out your culinary skills…

I am often wined and dined in London Michelin stars than they know what to do with. I think I can honestly say that I have been a guest at every single eatery worth mentioning in Time Out. So it was the loveliest gesture when a client I haven’t seen for ages booked me for an out-call booking to his Chelsea home for a good-home-cooked meal.

I arrived with a bottle of Merlot and a basket full of bread from Selfridges. I was going for the whole girlfriend experience because I do have a soft spot for this man, and he was going out of his way to impress me. I even wore my most faded jeans and jumper, and flat shoes to show I was all about the cuddles rather than seducing his little socks off. Not that it wasn’t on the agenda, but I do like a little hand-holding.

So, when I arrived at his beautiful home with my basket of goodies, he welcomed me inside with a big hug and a kiss and ushered me into the kitchen/diner. It was so beautiful, with a real country feel, and I wondered how a bachelor kept it so pristine. He saw me looking around and said he had an excellent housekeeper.

The table was laid for two, and candle lit. He looked resplendent in his apron and the dish towel slung over his shoulder. I perched on a bar stool, and we chatted while he uncorked the wine and poured us both a generous glass. I think, after half an hour, it was me who was feeling seduced. The heady aroma of cooking smells, his aftershave, and the wine made me feel very relaxed indeed! I kept distracting him from the oven, and eventually, he sent me into the front room to choose some music.

The meal he cooked was beautiful, something that you would get at a 5-star restaurant, but obviously, the ambience was more intimate. It was the perfect dish for me – a smoked salmon starter followed by sea bass, then crème brulee for dessert. I don’t think I uttered a word when I was eating apart from ‘mmm’. I was delighted but not stuffed, and when you feel that way – you know that you will have room for a little more dessert, and I don’t mean crème brule!!

A way to my heart is definitely through my stomach, and didn’t he succeed?! I was fed, watered and wined right to my toes. If you think you could match up to this client’s culinary skills in your kitchen – don’t forget there is always a Pink London Escort ready to be your critique…

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