Lately people tell me my blog-life sounds like one big party. Which is pretty ironic. I might be partly a party animal but I’m not exactly living in a party town.
Actually that’s been one of the hardest parts of learning to live in a small town. Especially this small town—where they roll up the sidewalk at 6 and you can barely get a cup of coffee after it gets dark.
Though my party scene lately has been fueled by something else.
Not what you’re thinking. I mean Estrogen.
My birthday parties, the trip to Big Sur, to the Women’s Conference; it’s been a female fest. Including last night when my friend Mary returned from a trip to Greece and invited a few women over to sample her first stab at Greek cooking. All homemade, all heavenly.
Moussaka. Soutzoukakia. Homemade tzatkiki sauce. ( There’s no way I’d manage to match the names with the right pictures.)
….and a frozen chocolate log “Mosaico”— butter cookies crumbled and dipped in brandy, then wrapped in an intense mousse mixture frozen into a log. Obviously a dessert the Greeks (and Mary) created with me in mind.
Typically, with a group of women, nothing is spicier than the conversation. In keeping with the Greek theme, we covered everything from alpha to omega.
Then I discovered a little glitch in my social life: though I didn’t know half of the guests till I arrived, they were warned about my blog beforehand. And I was warned afterwards: though my life is an open book, not everyone wants to be a chapter.
I might have to switch to writing fiction. Or a cookbook.
Good god, that all seems amazing. Phyllo dough is a wondrous thing, and that chocolate thingamagity looks pretty great.
Two friends and I just returned from an 8-day 60th birthday celebration cruise to the eastern Caribbean. Girlfriends are the best!! We ate amazing food, too many desserts and laughed non- stop. Our favorite day was on a 56 ‘ cataraman cruising and snorkeling on St johns island!! They took care of me as I had a total hip replacement 3 weeks prior . So I danced in the water as they showed off their dancing skills on board . An adventure to celebrate our 50 years of friendship.
The meal was pretty wondrous—and a LOT of work, I”m sure–made by Mary with a LOT of love.
And a cruise with girlfriends of a lifetime—with lots of love laughs and desserts—sounds like the perfect way to celebrate a big birthday—or celebrate anything.
Thank you for the comments!
When our son, Sean, and I were in Greece, a few years ago, I can’t believe that we missed the Mosaico! Boy, that looks and sounds yummy!! We know the owner of a good restaurant here, in town, who is (wouldn’t you know it), Greek. I may ask him if he’ll put that on the menu one of these days!!!
I was in Greece twice many years ago, and though I thought I tried every single Greek dish and dessert, I missed it, too. Thank goodness for Mary; it was amazing.