When I was in high school I starting hosting a Christmas party. I loved to entertain and I loved to cook. I would invite my best friends over sometimes for a sit down dinner, sometimes just snacks and hors d'oeuvres. I just wanted an excuse to cook, clean and decorate. I was always surprised that my friends would want to come. It never occurred to me that they came because they liked ME! I figured if I cooked well enough they would come, and I could feel good about myself for a little while because at least they hung around me for my cooking skills. I felt as if I were tricking them into spending time with me. Abuse does strange things to thought processes.
Tonight I'm hosting the annual Christmas party again. There is a core group of us who have kept the tradition up for most of the past 30+ years. There will be snacks -- pigs in blankets are de rigueur. Tonight we're doing a soup theme. I'm making my Ham and Bean Soup and Chicken Minestrone. SMC will bring her luscious bread that's topped with butter, mustard, onions, cheese, and poppy seeds. (It's a meal on its own!). LBB is bringing meatballs, a chicken ball (?), and coffee punch. CCD is bringing dessert and a craft project for us to work on. KFH is coming for the first time in many years. So glad he's in town. We'll sit around and eat and talk and remember why we've been friends, in some cases, for more than 40 years!
Maybe they've hung around for more than just the cooking!
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Oh, I'm so jealous! Give everyone a hug from me. Miss Sandra's cheese bread--oh so delish! Love you all.
ReplyDeleteI so remember celebrating Christmas with the DLHS gang, and going caroling! I know your party will be wonderfully fun. Have a blessed Christmas!
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