Last night Janell and I were invited to dinner. The hosts were a former professor of hers and his girlfriend, with whom we are becoming friends. (They are also an inter-racial couple with a... substantial age difference!)
Each of the five courses were comprised of local (where possible) and organic foods. Wine accompanied the first three, tea the fourth, and a fine scotch for the final. Between courses, dishes were whisked away, washed and reset. Adjustments, such as a new bowl of soup sans lump crab to accommodate my failure to notify them that Janell has a shell fish allergy, were made seamlessly and artfully. A menu was placed beside each plate for reference and conversation:
They were such gracious hosts. The conversation was intelligent and the food superb. It reminded me of how I want to eat, how I want to order things in my life (especially my kitchen), and how I want to entertain guests.
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