There is something slightly terrifying about hosting a dinner party. There is always a moment of panic when the first person shows up. And another moment of panic when everyone is about to bite into the morsels that were slaved over. Thankfully I have so many amazing friends that also bring amazing food. And there is something very thrilling about pulling it all off. With everyone's belly full and spirits happy a sense of accomplishment sets in. Or maybe that's just one of the side effects to the food coma.
The menu this past week was: Herb tomato soup (with tomato's from the garden), pesto grilled cheese sandwiches (on Tasha's homemade bread), beet salad, fried green tomato's, waldorf-esque salad, hippie chips, chocolate cookies, snickerdoodles, pumpkin muffins. and spiked apple cider.
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