Happy Birthday Gigi!
After much fun and debauchery at Dani's birthday, I had another birthday party to attend the following night. Here's the story: Dani and Giselle are two of my best friends in the world, and yet I have never been able to get them in the same room! I have plenty of friends that have met both of them... but they've never met each other! It's weird. And, their birthdays are a day apart!
So, on Friday, Dani turned 36, and on Saturday, Gigi turned 40! She invited people from near and far to a soiree at her apartment. She made West Indian meat pies, spanakopita, ham and egg cups (muffin-sized), brownies, chocolate cake, cranberry chutney, apple crumble... and I'm sure I'm forgetting something. Oh! and Grand Marnier-Pomegranate-Champagne punch. YUM! It was all SO tasty. (I think she started cooking a month ago!) We watched the Giants-Patriots game, as Gigi is herself a New Yorker, and had invited some other NYers and a few Bostonians. The perfect season, indeed.
The party was fun! Gigi loved the Clapotis shawl, and I got to catch up with a bunch of people I hadn't seen in over a year. Jane even adopted the (empty) bottle of Cristal, and carried it around as if it were her baby for the rest of the night (*after* Gigi drank the last few drops straight from the bottle!). Here we are, the party girls! (yes, I wore the same shirt to both parties... shush.)
I did the brave, big city thing, and walked to and from the party across Adams Morgan. I have to say, I felt perfectly safe walking home at midnight. That part of town has changed so much since I was a kid. They're even putting a Harris Teeter in the 'hood! (Gigi is very excited about that.)
Phew! Too many parties! I'm exhausted!
So, on Friday, Dani turned 36, and on Saturday, Gigi turned 40! She invited people from near and far to a soiree at her apartment. She made West Indian meat pies, spanakopita, ham and egg cups (muffin-sized), brownies, chocolate cake, cranberry chutney, apple crumble... and I'm sure I'm forgetting something. Oh! and Grand Marnier-Pomegranate-Champagne punch. YUM! It was all SO tasty. (I think she started cooking a month ago!) We watched the Giants-Patriots game, as Gigi is herself a New Yorker, and had invited some other NYers and a few Bostonians. The perfect season, indeed.
The party was fun! Gigi loved the Clapotis shawl, and I got to catch up with a bunch of people I hadn't seen in over a year. Jane even adopted the (empty) bottle of Cristal, and carried it around as if it were her baby for the rest of the night (*after* Gigi drank the last few drops straight from the bottle!). Here we are, the party girls! (yes, I wore the same shirt to both parties... shush.)
I did the brave, big city thing, and walked to and from the party across Adams Morgan. I have to say, I felt perfectly safe walking home at midnight. That part of town has changed so much since I was a kid. They're even putting a Harris Teeter in the 'hood! (Gigi is very excited about that.)
Phew! Too many parties! I'm exhausted!
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