Man-skirt

This week's Sunday Dinner was the inaugural dinner at David's newly remodeled  house. We still had to navigate around waiting-to-be-hung art and boxes but that did little to deter us from enjoying the company of each other and the great food. 

Chris and Nancy arrived in their vintage convertible Cutlass with the top down and Chris had donned his utilikilt for the occasion. It felt like summer.

Because it was a special occasion, David opened a wonderful bottle of Leonetti wine. 

Of course there were other bottles that made their appearance as well.

Dinner was Chicken Marsala with wild mushrooms, handmade saffron pasta primavera, fennel & blood orange salad and Helena's chocolate chip cookies with sauterne for dessert.

I'll post a recipe for the saffron pasta another day. For now, the pictures will have to do.

I really need to throw in one shot of the view from David's house. There are still new-window decals on the glass but you get the idea. 

Sunday dinners are typically a concerted effort. Many hands cover a multitude of jobs. 

These hands? Not so much help.
Conversation rarely lags in our company and seldom is there not an interesting topic to be discussed.

Our words and laughter carry us past the sunset and into the evening glow. It's always hard to say "The End".

But for today, I must.