You just can't take me anywhere.
FOR REAL. Don't take me anywhere like this. EVER.
Thank G-d I am not invited to such stuffy, puffy, silly things.
When I have friends over for dinner, it's just called "having friends over for dinner" (or coffee, or brunch). It's not called A Dinner Party.
Because it's not called A Dinner Party, there are no "rules". I mean seriously, how much fun could possibly be had with such a detailed playbook and such silly, iron clad rules???
(Answer: NOT BLOODY MUCH)
I don't have a rule book. I follow the K.I.S.S rule:
Keep It Simple, Stupid.
(That's me, stupid!)
What does KISS mean?
Good, simple food and plenty of it-and definitely things that I make really, really well. Beer, wine-l'chaim nothing fancy. No music because I can't handle lots of background noise-the kids and the conversation are plenty of loud, plenty plenty plenty.
Yes, friends can bring either a dessert or a salad, thank you very much for asking-I appreciate it and love new flavours and that's one less thing for me to work on! And if I have all those things organized I say 'just come and bring your appetite'.
Tea or coffee after. I make a FANFARKINGTASTIC latte and a mean espresso.
