Summer Nights
You visit some people's homes - Jersey's for instance - and wonder why anyone would want Owen Wilson as their decorator.
You enter others and marvel at the artistry.
"It's like a still life," gasped the Kaiser, as six Villettes - Frenchie was doing that Grecian thing - settled into the Captain's quarters.
This sort of Flemish setting BEGS for a high-minded literary discusssion, no?
Proof, that even when the host hasn't read the book she can still set the mood.
The conversation? Tepid. There was a general concensus that the Potato Peel novel was interesting. Red, Falcon, Kaiser and The Cajun get a shout out for at least reading it. They liked it. They seemed to learn a bit about geography. They agreed that the ending was "predictable."
Meanwhile, the Captain and Jersey busied themselves with finger food hoping no one would notice that they had nothing to say.
With the obligatory book chat behind them, the Villettes were able to turn their attention to their real love. Wine. Sangria. And food.
Wait. Let's pause for a moment to admire this very Southern centerpiece.
Lemony magnolias. Those of us who unfortunately grew up north of the Mason-Dixon line can't get enough of these June blooms.
First course? A refreshing salad made with beans and lemon and cilantro. Odd, though, when the Captain was asked for her recipe, she smiled mysteriously.
Dessert? You have to ask?
This one was provided by Red and topped with a scoop of coconut ice cream. If you do a little geometry you can visualize the six missing slices.
It's a fact that the Villettes insist on dessert, eat every speck and sometimes beg for seconds.
And yet they all have great legs.
Say hello to the Falcon's...
Proof that life isn't fair.
You enter others and marvel at the artistry.
"It's like a still life," gasped the Kaiser, as six Villettes - Frenchie was doing that Grecian thing - settled into the Captain's quarters.
This sort of Flemish setting BEGS for a high-minded literary discusssion, no?
Proof, that even when the host hasn't read the book she can still set the mood.
The conversation? Tepid. There was a general concensus that the Potato Peel novel was interesting. Red, Falcon, Kaiser and The Cajun get a shout out for at least reading it. They liked it. They seemed to learn a bit about geography. They agreed that the ending was "predictable."
Meanwhile, the Captain and Jersey busied themselves with finger food hoping no one would notice that they had nothing to say.
With the obligatory book chat behind them, the Villettes were able to turn their attention to their real love. Wine. Sangria. And food.
Wait. Let's pause for a moment to admire this very Southern centerpiece.
Lemony magnolias. Those of us who unfortunately grew up north of the Mason-Dixon line can't get enough of these June blooms.
First course? A refreshing salad made with beans and lemon and cilantro. Odd, though, when the Captain was asked for her recipe, she smiled mysteriously.
Dessert? You have to ask?
This one was provided by Red and topped with a scoop of coconut ice cream. If you do a little geometry you can visualize the six missing slices.
It's a fact that the Villettes insist on dessert, eat every speck and sometimes beg for seconds.
And yet they all have great legs.
Say hello to the Falcon's...
Proof that life isn't fair.
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