Hors d'oeuvre in French means outside the work (of art), i.e outside the meal, but I don't see why the hors d'oeuvre can't also be a work of art. I mean, just take a look at this cheese that my friend Andrew brought along with an sourdough olive loaf. A total work of art. French, of course.
We also had stuffed olives (a mix of almond, anchovy and sun dried tomato) and smoked salmon and prosciutto with a sour cream, dill and caper dip, which was also great with the olive bread.
I wrapped chicken legs in proscuitto with a dab of quince paste and oven roasted them with olive oil and fresh thyme. Here they are lurking in the foreground with the other hors d'oeuve essential...my favourite, Veuve Cliquot. Well, it was my birthday.
And here's everything ready to devour.
Pics by Nina