
It was a momentous day, marked by a proper dinner party --
though not for me -- for friend Peter (on the far right...) as a send-off for his time in Florence. Craig and Paula planned the event --
my task was to blow the surprise (which by all rights I should have succeeded in doing. Default question from here on out with every invitation: "Is this a surprise?"). I found out Thurs. night just after saying to Pete "see you tomorrow at Paula's".
Second surprise was sprung on Friday morning -- discovered that I was in charge of appetizers! Which leads to the really momentous part of the day. For the first time since I moved here a year ago (figuratively speaking), everything that I made turned out as planned -- better even.
Thanks to buttermilk. (Only time I've ever found buttermilk at Tesco!) The key ingredient to a perfectly magenta Borscht for the 3rd course! Also introduced wasabi to friends here -- most notably James, who decided he'd try eating all of his at once! Few things make me feel more at home than helping to pull off a fancy dinner party. 
And please don't anyone tell Mr. Oliver that I STILL can't remember all 5 of the Great Lakes. Missed it in 6th grade geography AND Nicola's fabulous quiz. Only this time is was Erie I forgot -- not Huron.
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