It is quite commonly known that I like to cook, and even more than that I like to entertain. It is just natural for us to host dinner party after dinner party. Sometimes though it would be rather nice to be on the invitation end of an intimate dinner party instead of the hosting end. I began to wonder if folks still held proper dinner parties? The last one we were invited to sadly was a year ago. Granted there have been many cocktail parties, chef's dinners, and barbecues, but it seems that the tradition of planning a menu, setting a table, writing out place cards has gotten lost somewhere along the way.
So what a treat it was after a long weekend of SoChilizing to be on the receiving end of a lovely home cooked meal Sunday night. What made it even nicer was this "dinner party" was held in our home by prepared by dear friend Fr. Justin Ferguson. It had been some time since we had the good father over. The summer months seemed to have whizzed by and before I knew it Fall was upon us. Sitting in the breakfast room one morning scratching my head wondering where the time went, I emailed Fr. J and asked him to pick a day, any day and we'd get together. He picked Sunday.
Perfect.
As is most often the case in our household, Sunday is family dinner night. Our Coco comes home from college with a couple of boys in tow and a huge bag of laundry. Bitsy makes an appearance with Collen, and my parents generally come by.
Now Fr J has mentioned that he too is a marvelous chef. I halfheartedly jested to him that perhaps he might like to cook that evening. The heavens must have heard my silent prayer because he agreed! I asked him to send me his market list and I would have everything ready and waiting for him. My only stipulation was there were to be no outrageously priced, impossible to find truffles. (The story there refers to another priestly chef with a taste for costly ingredients). He obliged.

At 5pm, with everything mise en place, he took over my kitchen. How delightful for me to be on the other side of the island, wine in hand, playing the role of spectator. So this is what Jimmy Leg has been enjoying for the past 20+ years!
From time to time Fr J would shout something like, "Sous Chef get me the Pecorino! Sous Chef start the water to boil!"
What resulted was the most delicious Linguine a la Norcina, some lively dinner conversation brought on by the "kids", and a heavenly lemon chiffon pie.
You know, I think I could get used to answering to the name "Sous".
___________________________________________________________________
This weekend is all about the "B"s...Birdies, Blankets, Bitches, and Brunch
Nov 5 & 6: Shoot a pigeon and a birdie at the Five Star Mazda Kevin Brown Celebrity Golf and Clays ClassicThis event benefits the Macon Rescue Mission. For information call 478.960.3409
Nov 6: First Friday at Macon Arts 5-8pm Free
Nov 6: A "blanket with sleeves" is perfect for keeping warm while holding a brew at Macon's First Annual Snuggie Pub CrawlJoin us for a night of toasty goodness as we stroll down Cherry! Lemongrass mixologist extraordinaire Andrea Miller has even created "The Snuggie" signature cocktail for the evening!
Begins at 8PM on the corner of Second and Cherry St.

Nov 6: Yappy Hour The Rookery will be full of bitches!
Bring your leashed dog, enjoy the music, and bid on the silent auction items. Proceeds will purchase 45 beds for the Macon Animal Shelter. 6-9 PM
Nov 7: Second Sunday Gospel Brunch at Washington Square Park
Oh come on, you know the drill by now! 12-2 PM
Nov 7: Cafe' 567- The swingin' sounds of a new acoustic jazz ensemble featuring Eileen Desterno on vocals in the midst of a color-full art exhibit of her musician series paintings currently on display.Special guests and an open jazz jam are planned. 6:30 PM
Save the Date...

Nov 12: Jumpin' with Johnny- A tribute to Johnny Mercer featuring Savannah's Kim Polote Trio. Tickets $10 available at the Douglass Theatre or the Ga Music Hall of Fame
















