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Posted by Stephanie Meyer on Jan 25, 2008 at 1:25pm

Party Crasher, that’s me! John’s law firm hosted a meet-n-greet with an accounting firm last night and with permission (I wasn’t a total crasher), I happily horned in on the delicious appetizers (catered by the Modern Cafe), vino, and chat. Organized by John’s partner Jennie Clark, who is on the board of the Minnesota Center for Photography, the event was held at…the Minnesota Center for Photography! Terrific space, with a stunning current exhibit (Three Gorges), I had a great time and stayed (crashed!) just long enough for John and me to snag Stu The Wine Genius and drag him out for dinner with us. The MCP is in NE Minneapolis, and Stu remembered the fun dinner at The Sample Room we’d had with his wife Debbie, Rudy Maxa, and Ana Scofield (our pre-Napa planning dinner), so we bopped over there for casual eats. Setting = lovely, food = not so much, but we had a great time anyhow and dished on Tuesday night’s Commanderie dinner, so it was all good, all good.

Today, Friday Morning Coffee with Suz, of course. More upbeat than a couple of weeks ago (we didn’t cover the Holocaust or talk politics today), we were back to our usual shrieking and howling primly (bah ha ha!) about bodily fluids, oh yeah! Not so great for anyone near us trying to enjoy a quiet cup of coffee, but fabulous for my frozen winter spirits! All hail Suz the Metal Mommy!

Since I’ve eaten out no less than four times this week – FOUR – I’m mos def making din tonight. It’s my turn for a go at the Watercress Soup with Gentleman’s Relish Toast recipe I posted a few weeks back. I’m grilling the lamb chops too, oh yeah, we’ll be ushering in the weekend in fine (watercressy, lamby) style.

Enjoy yours!


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  1. By Suz on January 25, 2008 at 3:19PM

    Wow, I don't think I've ever been 'hailed' before...and I kinda like it....huzzah! (I'm sloshing away now into the other room, the bag o' oozing sloughing bag of flesh that I am....)