Sunday, April 22, 2012

Gatz turns thirty and a day

{drink me}
It was 11:30, the morning after Gatz's birthday dinner extravaganza, and I was having a perfectly lovely morning... sipping Barrys Tea, reading celebrity gossip, contemplating doing some on-line shopping and maybe my nails and not much else for the day when The Husband walked into the room...

"Gatz wants to go out tonight in Aix, do you want to go?"

"No, I'm fine, you go", as delightful images of a quiet night in alone danced through my head.

"OK"

And then a few seconds later The Husband returned...

"But I don't want to go."

"Alright, then tell Gatz that you don't want to go."

"OK"

And then a few minutes later he walked back in again...

"Gatz wants to know if he can come over for dinner tonight"

Huff and puff from me as I began to prepare to kiss my day of relaxation goodbye.

"And he wants to know if some other people can come too"

Huge huff and puff as I squared off against The Husband... "You mean Gatz wants me to throw him a dinner party, tonight?"

"Yes"

"And I'm guessing you have already told him yes"

"Yes"

Oh H - E - D O U B L E  H O C K E Y S T I C K S !

So my day of relaxation went right down the pooper as I scrambled to throw together a dinner party in a few hours. What to cook... what to cook? I turned to Chow, my go to food source, and decided to channel my inner Betty Draper when I came across, recipes for your Mad Men party.


With only a few hours, a broken oven, and a stove top so tiny I can only cook one thing on it at a time, I whipped up deviled eggs with tarragon, tomato bruschetta, caesar salad (like the real one, with eggs and anchovies), and swedish meatballs. It was all very retro, but perfect because dinner parties are my forté (my modesty is astounding, isn't it?).  

There we were at l'heure de l'apéro, The Croupier, her fiance, Honey Jr, Honey's Honey, The Husband, Fifty and me, all waiting for the guest of honor to arrive to celebrate his birthday plus one day, and he finally did, L A T E,  but when he did, he had a bottle of La Chablisienne Chablis with him, the very same bottle that I had been ogling the night before at the bar au vin, but had decided was a little too pricey. But Gatz had remembered and brought it for me, and that's why he's my buddy and his tardiness  forgiven.

And that my friends, is the story of how Gatz turned thirty and one day.
bisou

24 comments:

  1. You are the Wife and the Friend of the Year!!!

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  2. Sara, your blog is lovely! Thank you for leaving a comment at my little blog! I think it is awesome that you moved to France because of your husband. I am your new follower and I can't wait to learn more about your life!
    Katrin

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  3. How clever you are to whip up a delicious feast like that under such circumstances! Yay for you!

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  4. Gatz just won mega points with your followers (me anyway). Any guy that shows up with a bottle of wine that he knows you want to try is worth a few meat balls and deviled eggs :)

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  5. REAL Caesar? My heart is pounding at the very thought. What is wrong with those darn eggs that you can't use them anymore? I would fly to Le Petit to have some! Sounds like a great party and the Hostess with the Mostest!

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  6. Hello Sara. I am a fellow Texan (by way of Chicago) living now in the PACA Region. I am not sure how I came across your blog, but I am very happy that I did. Thanks.

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  7. Impressive !!! Someday, I will attend one of your amazing dinner parties...It's on my bucket list :)

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  8. What a lovely story!! I cannot believe you live so close to Aix!! Last summer, I spent two weeks in Provence and the Luberon Valley. I fell head-over-heels in love with that place and would give just about anything to live there! What a charming life you must have :)

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  9. You certainly whipped up a party feast without a stove and small cook top. I am happy that Gatz showed up with a bottle of wine he knew you would like. Have a great week.

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  10. Nice work, mama!!! Juila would be proud :)

    xo, Amanda

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  11. You are Wonder Woman indeed, and certainly the toast of Le Petit Village! I do hope that you held that bottle of precious wine aside for a quiet sip or two later!

    Bises,
    Genie

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  12. I think i would have killed the husband and then ordered some pizzas. Kudos to you for not doing either.

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  13. Love how you can literally pull a dinner party out of your a** at a minutes notice! You were a great sport about the entire thing and yes, all would be forgiven with the wine!! xoxo

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  14. That's an amazing story! And you are my hero for throwing together a dinner party just like that...magic!

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  15. haha, boys will be boys! What do we girls do about it? haha. I can't imagine the stress you had when trying to figure out a menu! Also, very sweet of him to bring you that wine! Hope you had a great night :) x

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  16. I think you stole my stove top. I have only space to cook one thing at a time, too. A dinner party at my house would put me in the looney bin! Glad it all worked out and it would seem that you now have a very happy hubby and a happy hubby's friend!
    Ashley (backyardprovence)

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  17. I love it! The conversation with your husband was the cutest, and Gatz seems like a wonderful friend. I have a small kitchen, and when we have people over I spend hours in the kitchen getting everything ready!

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  18. Wow, you are so good natured! I think I might have got in some food for the party and continued with my day of R & R! sounds a lovely meal though....

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  19. Those are usually the best aren't they? Impromptu dinner parties when you just don't feel like a night out?

    oxo

    ML
    Twenty York Street
    www.twentyyork.com
    Follow me in Twitter: @20YS

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  20. well. i'm impressed. if i had to throw together an impromptu dinner party in just a few hours, i think my guests would probably get served pizza hut and a few bottles of room temperature beer. i love to entertain, but a good spur-of-the-moment hostess, i am not.
    your friend is lucky to have you!

    xo
    kym
    bitty.and.bunny

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  21. Oh wow thats funny! Your dinner parties food is amazing!! I want you to throw me a dinner party too haha. Hopefully you get your relaxation day next weekend!

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  22. go Betty Draper! That meal sounds delish and I love the Mad Men dinner ideas, just watched hte new one and am oozzzing Mad Men right now

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  23. Hahaha, I laughed at the conversation between you and the Husband, so funny! The outcome is impressive though!

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  24. You pulled that directly out of your derriere! How did you do that. And why oh why wasn't I there? I am part Swedish and need some meatballs.

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