In the decade that precursed life before three children, my husband and I became somewhat fanatical about hosting a perfectly executed dinner party...
We’d plan menus for days, scour markets hunting for unique ingredients, and would spend our weekends preparing and delighting in the meals we’d create. For us, the joy of a dinner party wasn’t just in the time spent with our nearest and dearest, but was a way to indulge in and celebrate what was undoubtedly (before kids, of course) life’s greatest pleasure – food.
These days, suffice it to say, there are not a whole lot of dinner parties taking place in the Hahn household. I do still spend the majority of my weekend in the kitchen, but the only resemblance of a party is the food strewn throughout the house come bedtime, and my uncanny ability to knock back a Pinot in the time you can say, “This soup is too wet!”
So, like most parents, starved for time and full of children, we thought we had parked our dinner party dreams for the foreseeable future. That is, until we received a delivery from Katering At Home upon the arrival of our third son, and I promptly announced to my husband, “Sorry honey. This food is too good just for us. We need to host a dinner party.” Cue: invitations over with a 2-week old baby, some of the best compliments ever received (I may have refrained from admitting that I was not the cook behind these meals) and one very, very happy mother (that’s me).
Let me rewind a little. As many new mothers will attest, a delivery of food is the best gift to receive after a new baby arrives...
I become famously sick over the thought of tuna bake, but even a delivery of this cheesy fishy concoction has been enough to bring tears to this sleep deprived mother’s eyes. So when I received a month’s worth of meals (a delivery every week for four weeks) from Katering At Home, I essentially rolled over and went to heaven.
This is food delivery, but not in the way I’ve known it. There is not a bland frozen curry in sight, nor a sad quinoa bowl to be found. Rather, this is food that – as I have proven – you’d be proud to show off. The fact that Katering At Home made everyday dinners feel like a hatted experience, despite how many bodily fluids were on my T-shirt? Even better.