Meet Katherine and her husband (henceforth “the Huz”). They are models of class and sophistication, despite the fact that they fall within my peer group and yet head&shoulders above me in the life-maturity department!
First of all, they invited me and the boyf to their place for dinner last night. That’s classy right there—having the good taste to dine with me and all. :)
I could have feasted on the appetizers alone! Two kinds of hummus (one of them homemade by the Huz’s father!), three kinds of olives, all kinds of awesome.
The boyf was rather taken with the dog (in addition to the mezzes, of course). Bodhi is definitely a charmer!
I’m pretty sure this is the only picture I got where it was the boyf who was blurred and not the dog. That’s excitement right there:
Just look at this face! How do you not become a loveslave to that?! (Is it bad that I’m referring to the dog?)
Actually, I had no difficulty abandoning dog-petting duty in favor of eating. The boyf indulged Bodhi to the max, though, thereby earning him most honored- and worshipped-guest status. Bodhi’s words, not mine.
Alas, Bodhi did lose us to the dinner table, where the Huz had laid out his masterpiece of linguine with eggplant and mushrooms and a spicy tomato sauce, topped with a delicious cheese that shall go unnamed because I forgot to ask about it! If I had to guess, though, I would put it in the goat category. ‘Nuff said. A glorious bowl of greens completed what was a very welcome sight to mine eyes.
Katherine being the resident oenophile, we enjoyed the best pinot noir I’ve ever tasted along with dinner. I don’t know anything about wine, but I know she picked a good one for this meal! As far as I’m concerned, if it tastes good, it is good, the proof being that I was left with a lovely buzz by the end of the evening. Wink!
And here it is, the piece de resistance, the creme de la creme, the omelette du fromage, the proof that I can’t speak French:
Do NOT let it go unnoticed that that there dinner was served on their china and consumed using their silver. Katherine and the Huz busted out the big guns for us! I must have been a very good organism of some sort in a past life.
In light of that, we’ll just ignore the fact that my contribution, the dessert, was served from tupperware! I brought the last of the Pumpkin Carob Loaf as well as a batch of raw fudge brownies.
Katherine, if you’re reading this, can you earmuff it for me for a sec? Thanks.
People, if you’re looking for an easy/instant dessert or contribution of some sort to bring to someone’s house or an event or whathaveyou, this was seriously so easy a child could do it. Done in less than 10 minutes, I sh!t you not. I followed this recipe using the following ingredients:
Raw Fudge Brownies
- 1.5 cups raw walnuts
- 3/4 cup raisins (organic, sulfite-free, ya know)
- 3/4 cup medjool dates, pitted
- 1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa powder (Ghiradelli! Not so raw, but please.)
- 1/2 tsp pure vanilla extract
Place all ingredients in the food processor and let ‘er rip! The key to this recipe is time. Let it whirl for long enough and it will turn out as smooth as the brownies above, I promise. Press it into a glass baking dish and freeze until firm, then slice. The oil from the walnuts will keep it from freezing solid, so you can store these in the freezer too (as long as they last!).
The boyf and I had a truly grand time with Katherine and the Huz, and I do believe we were a bit elevated by simply being in their habitat. Many thanks to the gracious couple for sharing their humor and class with us for the evening!
Needless to say, the aforementioned delicious vino was the culprit behind the lack of blog post last night, and just between you, me and…the whole internet, the wine situation kinda repeated itself tonight! Under different circumstances, of course, but sometimes a little tipsy blogging is going to happen if I’m to keep up the posting schedule to which I like to hold myself. It’s my responsiblitity! Reponsisbity!