Mimosas are a very good reason for brunch.
Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
They belonged to what was called "Gourmet Club". Each month they would have a theme dinner and the hosts for that month would pick a menu and assign dishes to each couple.
We did this in Romania. It was really good, and I still use a lot of the recipes...but the "chocolate" theme dinner put me off chocolate for quite a while.
I need to figure out what to serve at the Halloween party. Mal's nanny has offered spring rolls, so that's good. I basically need enough finger food to make up dinner. And no canned cheese. I can't stomach any more canned cheese.
DH would never go for this, but I have always wanted a house near a librul or performing arts college campus, have open door three or four evenings a week, with a pot of chili or soup on the stove, tea, coffee, cider, cocoa available, and lots of places to sit and move around. Maybe a fireplace or two.
I don't want to "preside," but I'd love for there to be spontaneous discussions, even spirited, mostly good-natured arguments, a stream of folk, regulars and newbies, and groups that clump and reform as conversations ebb and flow. A coffee can for donations by the door. Does that sound entirely too pie-eyed for words?
I'd have to leave him for this to happen, though. He's a hermit, entrenched and practicing.
Does that sound entirely too pie-eyed for words?
That was the house I grew up in. It was wonderful. I would love to re-create that (DH calls it part of my "caring-nuturer" side), but yeah, not while married to Hermit Crab Man.
Suzi, are you still working on an assignment about funding sports but not arts in school?
That class is over. I got an A...but cool link. Thanks for thinking of me.
Parties. I like attending. I like helping. I'm a wreak when I put one together. Y'all are goinna here ALL kinds of fussing from me between now and November 4th - the date of the surprise party I'm trying to pull off for my mom.
I have laid the groundwork a bit - I told her today that a buffista is planning on coming to town in the next month or so and that we are going to do a get together at our house when she is here. This is my "reason" for getting the house extra spiffy and having extra food and such around. Before I tell her which date, I'm going to have one of her friends set-up a lunch date with her for that day.
Suzi, are we going to see you for shopping?
I don't think so - I need to clean house and do homework. I'm kinda enjoying going about it all slowly. I haven't had that luxury in a while.
I don't want to "preside," but I'd love for there to be spontaneous discussions, even spirited, mostly good-natured arguments, a stream of folk, regulars and newbies, and groups that clump and reform as conversations ebb and flow. A coffee can for donations by the door. Does that sound entirely too pie-eyed for words?
Heh. If you went with me to the Zam Zam you'd get that three times out of four.
Sounds fun. Really. Mom's also a really shy homebody so I don't get to do it either.
I like haveing people over for dinner. However - there has to be a wrestling match over who gets to cook. Most of the tiem Matt wins. which is my friends think I can't cook.