Last night, I brought back from the dead, or at least what I thought what was dead, a fun little "thing" I used to do. Once a month, I used to have a dinner party. A group of eclectic friends and acquaintances would gather at my place for dinner, conversation and basically, an nice evening with no real purpose other than having a good time. It was a great excuse for me to cook and play hostess and see my favorite people.
It started as me making dinner for Ken's folks and his roommate, his girlfriend and her sister. The whole bunch of them had spent the day cleaning Ken's folks' new place. I wanted to provide relief at the end of a long day. Then in conversation, I invited my friend Shawn. What was one more? Then I invited my next door neighbor and her boyfriend. What? I mean really, it was just two more people.
Well, it was great. There was plenty conversation, and I am pleased to say that Ken's folks (Ken and Kathy) embarrassed Ken in a fashion that would make Lulu proud. I am glad I am not alone in the parents say the darndest things kind of way.
Bottom line is this: I really did enjoy those dinners. I am not sure why or how they went away. I am bringing them back. Food, fun, conversation, and good people. Sounds like a good time to me!
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So when is the next one? I will mark it on my calendar.
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