First let's review the weekend - backwards.
Last night was the 3 year anniversary of Sunday dinners. Its hard to believe that something I thought up while being bored at work has now gone on for 3 years. It's been a blast. Tons of fabulous memories. I love that each month it's almost guaranteed I'm going to see most of my favorite people.
The first invite list went out to 40+ people. My first Sunday dinner was 5 of us. My friend Heidi, her BF at the time, Blueberry, and I think the Pantry Goat was there. We BBQ'd and ate at the table.
Since then it's blossomed into guests from 6-14 at any given Sunday. I've tried a ton of new recipes, and have found a few go-to ones.
Now 3 years later - I have a nice little rhythm.
Last night I did "Make-Your-Own" French bread Pizzas. I got focaccia bread for the "French bread" and oh man was it good. I had WAY too many toppings but I'll use them in salads etc for the next couple of weeks.
Dessert I made 'Smore Dip. OMG...let's just take a moment to take that in. SMORES DIP.
I turned my back for a minute and almost - well did - burn the marshmallows. Still it smelled like a campground and tasted like 'smores. Delicious.
The "Make-Your-Own concept was new to my guests. They're used to me making their meals for them. They didn't complain, well one did but we'll ignore that. They all played along with me and piled their bread high with toppings.
It turns out that I'm a meat lover when it comes to pizzas too. I had three veggies: onions ( a must on any pizza), mushrooms (PhotoGirl asked why you would ruin a good pizza with mushrooms), and bell peppers (not for me, but for the few who like them - weirdos). Oh and olives - are they a veggie? The rest was all meat: pepperoni, Genoa salami, sausage, and Canadian bacon). Delish. And let's not forget the cheese. How best to put it all together was a topic and it was interesting to see most of us pile it about the same way. The sauce, a small bed of cheese, the toppings, and a bit more cheese on top for good measure.
See! Look at those topped pizzas. It was a bit hard to remember who's was who's when they came out of the oven. Luckily they were mostly the same. Except for the odd few who put peppers on their pizzas.
At the end of the night I had well fed, happy campers.
It was decided that Sunday dinners are now going to go mobile. Each month if another guest wants to have Sunday dinner at their house, then so be it. Next month, Sunday dinner at The Yank's and PhotoGirl's house...and they're making carnitas. In fact, their discussion about carnitas is what got this idea off the ground.
This should be fun. I can't wait to see this new version of Sunday Dinners. It'll be Sunday Dinner 2.0.
In other sad, not related to Sunday dinner, news, my Uncle Bob passed away last night. He's The MomUnit's brother. He's the second of her siblings to pass and with each passing it's sadder and sadder to see another generation dying off. As a young person you never really think about your family dying. And as you get older and experience it, it dawns on you that they won't be there forever.
I didn't know Uncle Bob very well. I wish I did. We didn't spend a lot of time with the MomUnit's family. We moved a lot when I was a kid, and then with Dad it was the Wraspir's first almost always. I don't begrudge that, but wish I had a chance to know my mom's family a bit more. I suppose there's nothing stopping me from knowing them now.
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