An "intimate" (there were 10 of us) dinner party.
The hubbub began around 4 pm when the hostess's oven broke. She rushed over to my place so that I could cook a huge pot of chicken in my oven for her. Chicken Marbella. The house was filled with the aroma of sweet and savory-prunes and pearl onions, chicken, olives and wine, herbs and spices.
I then proceeded to bake a polenta cake with olive oil and rosemary.
8 PM. I arrive at the Brick House with the chicken and the cake. The hostess has arranged a beautiful cheese platter. Olives in a shallow wine glass, dates in a slender glass, walnuts splayed elegantly around the tray. She also skillet-toasted thick slices of levain bread with some butter.
Did I mention the divine white roses?
Yep, us "young folk" (well, some of us) do know how to be classy (sometimes).
Pass the wine, s'il vous plaƮt (please).
The cake. With a cute pumpkin keepin' it company. And...more wine!
Invite friends over for a dinner party. You cook some, they cook some. Go fancy or go casual. One of my greatest enjoyments is sharing a good meal with good company. So just do it.
Also on the menu was a simple pasta and a cauliflower puree (tasted and looked just like mashed potatoes, but with cauliflower (you would never be able to tell!)).
The cake. With a cute pumpkin keepin' it company. And...more wine!
Invite friends over for a dinner party. You cook some, they cook some. Go fancy or go casual. One of my greatest enjoyments is sharing a good meal with good company. So just do it.
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