We go to a different house each month, the hostess provides drinks, and tableware of course. It can be anything from paper plates to fine china...whatever the hostess wants to do...which also makes it fun. After we eat we have a ballot and we rate the recipes (not the cook). 5 for the best, definitely would make it again,down to 1. Incidentally, one poor gal made some Blue cheese roll-up things one time (her first ever time coming) and they got pretty much all 1's. Fortunately we all have a good sense of humor and she understood it wasn't her we were rating...and she came back! we have plenty of duds and lots of tasty surprises...it's a lot of fun. One group meets during the day (while the kids are in school) usually 11:30-2:00. Those of us who returned to work started a new evening group...we meet on Sat evening once a month. It's "girls" only...no kids...no husbands (some exceptions) and it really has been a lot of fun. Last Saturday we had a fine time as usual lots and lots of laughs and good food.
Speaking of food...we went to LongDoggers last night and since they were a little slow, Al agreed to have the cook sear up some of our tuna. All the guys who caught the fish were there , reveling in the moment and as usual we saw many other friends already there, or they arrived during the 2 1/2 hrs (not 21!)we were there.Lots of fish stories and photos going around. A good time and lots of tuna was had by all. Everyone got some.... It was funny when a group of 6 older people came in and heard us talking about seared tuna...and our friend/waitress Misty brought out a heaping platter of tuna...one of the women looked over and said 'Wow, is that the tuna appetizer?!" I nicely told her that Al was doing us a favor by cooking our tuna...but they did indeed have a nice tuna appetizer on the menu...just not quite as big
Needless to say...no one around here is going hungry!
And last but not least......
A Prayer for Spring
by Robert Frost
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
all simply in the springing of the year.
Oh give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts at night;
and make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends he will,
But which it only needs that we fulfill.
Have a great Monday!
1 comment:
I can see the old people now! WOW what a deal. Just so you know it flurried today :( I need spring time!
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