A dinner party once planned for six...melted into a cozy meal for two. The multiplied settings disappeared one by one, until only a couple remained. It didn't stop me, though, from making my small gathering a lovely one.
I do love my little home and dressing it up is my greatest delight. Wine and cheese resting on my now worn-out French cutting board...with chocolate and nut accoutrements. I truly lived for this. Entertaining to some proves a stressor. To me, it's what's puts me most at peace. Planning the details, deciding the menu, making everything just right...gives me such satisfaction I can hardly believe.
As I awaited my now singular guest, I lit the fireplaces and let the wine breathe. I was eager to see the reaction to the ambiance and the food I had prepared...like a dog hungry for an atta boy.
For whatever reason, Domestic Perfection made me feel whole. Whenever I falter somewhere else in life or lack something here or there... I return to the kitchen, to the home... and all of that disappears. Because, here ... is where I'm at my Best. Sweet Dream here I come.
Sweet Dreams,
Me
"Eating, and hospitality in general, is a communion, and any meal worth attending by yourself is improved by the multiples of those with whom it is shared." - Jesse Browner
"Eating, and hospitality in general, is a communion, and any meal worth attending by yourself is improved by the multiples of those with whom it is shared." - Jesse Browner
If I was entertaining only one guest and I had to pick the perfect bottle of wine for a memorable occasion it would be one of the Williams Selyem Pinot Noirs. After that, the night is a complete victory. It goes with any food and more importantly with any mood.
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