G-Cups and Sauces

I'm currently counting down to Next Saturday, a big day in our calendar.

Because we're two gay girls living in London you'd assume that I'm referring to the annual Gay Pride celebrations, but no. You see, there's one thing (in fact, you could say two things) forgiveably bigger than Gay Pride for us gay girls, and for those gay boys too.

Dolly Parton. Singing her heart out in venues throughout the UK this week, she'll be performing at the O2 at the weekend and we're going to see her on Saturday night. We saw her in concert last March at Wembley and instantly got hooked on the Dolly drug, ravenously consuming her extensive back catalogue, her film repertoire and her autobiography over the subsequent months. In fact, the hunger was so great that it had us heading to Dollywood and Nashville last autumn. Does this make us sound like obsessive fans? I guess it does, and admittedly at times like this week we probably are.

So, to honour our hunger for all things Dolly and mark the countdown to Dolly Day, Charlotte and I will be having a week full of Dolly Dinners. Will it be pink iced buns toped with glace cherries and big round blancmanges or will it be southern-style barbecue sauces and other delectables from the little lady's own cookbook, Dixie Fixin's? Well, you'll have to wait and see. We're off to Sainsburys now and later today will be munching our way through the first delicious Parton Plate.