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NEW YORK - my couch again
Party completed, and holes beginning to fill in.
Party report first.
What I now know. No one, ever, willfully should schedule a 6-hour party. It's the marathon of the genre, the triathlon if you're lumping together themes of housewarming with holiday with see-slides-of-my-trip. But it went off nearly hitchless thanks to fantastic friends - who came early, stayed long, mingled like champs and made dents in two absurd meat platters and three cases of wine (I was thinking?) The bloody mary's planned didn't come out till @ 5, the larger of the two cheese platters went virtually unnoticed until almost too late, some generous guests brought extraordinary desserts, my tree is well filled in with offerings (including a tiny, hand knit sweater on a hanger, brilliant by knitter Margot - and disco balls from Eve and Scott), no spills at all, and so much stuff left over that I've had to use windowsill in kitchen as additional cold storage.
And will have wine, and a vat of vodka, for many months to come.
Thanks to all who came, on-going invites to all who missed.
And the filling in.
As I start to pull together scribblings and multiple small notebooks from the trip, I'll be adding postings in amongst the ones already written - so they are in real-time context. Not telling where they are, nor all the pictures that will continue to fill out the blog, but please keep hunting for them.
Love from increasingly chilly NYC.
C
Party completed, and holes beginning to fill in.
Party report first.
What I now know. No one, ever, willfully should schedule a 6-hour party. It's the marathon of the genre, the triathlon if you're lumping together themes of housewarming with holiday with see-slides-of-my-trip. But it went off nearly hitchless thanks to fantastic friends - who came early, stayed long, mingled like champs and made dents in two absurd meat platters and three cases of wine (I was thinking?) The bloody mary's planned didn't come out till @ 5, the larger of the two cheese platters went virtually unnoticed until almost too late, some generous guests brought extraordinary desserts, my tree is well filled in with offerings (including a tiny, hand knit sweater on a hanger, brilliant by knitter Margot - and disco balls from Eve and Scott), no spills at all, and so much stuff left over that I've had to use windowsill in kitchen as additional cold storage.
And will have wine, and a vat of vodka, for many months to come.
Thanks to all who came, on-going invites to all who missed.
And the filling in.
As I start to pull together scribblings and multiple small notebooks from the trip, I'll be adding postings in amongst the ones already written - so they are in real-time context. Not telling where they are, nor all the pictures that will continue to fill out the blog, but please keep hunting for them.
Love from increasingly chilly NYC.
C
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