We were very excited about the Game of Thrones’ Dinner is Coming feast and fun evening based around the award-winning series, and also very anxious because they had asked guests to dress as characters from the show and neither myself or Fiona had ever seen it, writes Michael Holland.
We checked out the characters online and I went for Jon Snow, which was easily done with a shiny blue suit, a pink and yellow kipper tie and socks to match. Fiona, on the other hand, chose Catelyn Stark and dressed as an Irish fishwife. On arrival I was quickly informed that I’d got the wrong Jon Snow, while Fiona was welcomed like long-lost family into the bosom of the House Tully of Riverrun, the liege lords of the riverlands!
The protagonists introduced their newly wed king and queen and a gift of wine was delivered from afar. Alas, the wine was poisoned and the king died. Us commoners now had to work out who killed the king, who was plotting against the king and also had to choose the best House to be in, all while enjoying a feast fit for a, er, king! But we were a trusting bunch and declined the offer of a food taster, chancing our luck with the delightful offerings.
First up was Wildfire Bouillon, a green pea and garlic soup with asparagus, lemon-verbena jelly, mint leaves, red radish and lava beans. The soup was quite amazing. In fact, truly wonderful.
Margarine, the beautiful daughter of the noble Trywell family, mingled with diners convincing us that she had nothing to do with the murder, as did the Lady of Taragon and other assorted reprobates all vying for our vote. As the wine flowed so did the lies and treachery.
Before each course there would be speeches from the candidates that we would analyse and rip apart for motive or clues. As we changed our minds so we changed our allegiances. Dinner was served. The King’s Feast comprised of Spiced Cauliflower, Crispy Chicken Wings, Mixed Bean and Potato Pie, Slow Cooked Lamb Shoulder, Roast Potatoes, Egmont Carrots and a green salad of courgette, lettuce, beetroot, peas, parsley and pesto dressing. The lamb is the tenderest I have had in living memory. Fiona, a vegetarian, gave high praise for the bean and potato dish and tucked in to the salad while us carnivores at the banquet table were like a wolf pack around the meat. The wine still flowed as the smiling assassin mingled amongst us. The Man from the Far North was slain for calling us Soft Southerners just one time too many. Two deaths so far.
More speeches turned attention and suspicion to the widow, though most deemed her far too pretty to be a killer. Dessert – A Scarlet Ending – was served.
Pear poached in Red Wine, Cinnamon and Star Anise left our lips blood red. The Sweet and Sour Cream accompaniment was a metaphor for all the looks and leers from the guilty conspirators. We now had to make our final choice for a new king or queen. Plus, the murderer was revealed. I was right with my choice of King Slayer, but Fiona had not taken her own advice and had allowed herself to be lured away to another house. The night came to a close amid cheers and boos, which continued all the way home in the car. ‘Send me victorious,’ I sang for my own benefit. ‘Happy and Glorious,’ I continued until the back of Fiona’s hand caught me squarely on the nose.
Dinner is Coming is a parody of the popular series and has been timed to coincide with the beginning of the final series. This theatre and dinner combination is great fun whether you are a fan of the show or not.
Until 2nd June 2019 at The Vaults, Leake Street London SE1 7NN General Admission: £35 – £55. Suitable for Ages 18+ contains violence, strong language and dragons.