“Now, all we have to do is realise that there will never be a moment in time when the house will look perfect, and our lives will be cool and calm enough to be able to say ‘come for dinner’, but that we have to say it anyway, and do it anyway. — Jill Dupleix
With new resolve, the first weekend in 2008 we said ‘come for dinner’. So on Sunday night we flung open the French doors and set up the oak extension table complete with new white table linen, new
plastic resin chairs to seat eight, and dragged out the put away cutlery and Wedgewood Countryware.
The dinner menu for the evening included:
french onion dip (Philly cheese, French Onion soup mix, cream/milk to adjust consistency)
And to finish off, we all squeezed in some cheesecake with berries that Glenys made and brought. Yum.
Nuts (Brazil, Hazelnut, Walnut, Almond) that we cracked and opened ourselves
Thank you to our first guests for being guinea pigs for the big night in. We were able to try out our new chairs and find out what we have and what we need in order to relax and enjoy the occasion.
Apart from some guests facing a stack of wood, I don’t think our house renovations will get in the way of being able to say ‘come for dinner’ more often. At least during summer.