tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post2209420118026313581..comments2023-11-28T20:13:15.814-05:00Comments on e-i-e-i-omg! The final chapter?: In Support of Sloppy EntertainingSusanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-75955757067952495652016-09-29T20:26:18.986-04:002016-09-29T20:26:18.986-04:00Thank goodness you clarified that half frozen calf...Thank goodness you clarified that half frozen calf! I thought maybe it was a very large dinner party, with a half a calf and all.... :). I would be thrilled just to join you on the porch for a cup of tea!Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-7079144002307095642016-09-29T17:18:51.804-04:002016-09-29T17:18:51.804-04:00excuse me...the calf was alive but had been born i...excuse me...the calf was alive but had been born in a storm and was hypothermic....the above statement sounds macabre!Fionahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05348495575211204989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-76743021301490218222016-09-29T17:17:47.007-04:002016-09-29T17:17:47.007-04:00Only dust gophers? For shame...mine are dinosaurs!...Only dust gophers? For shame...mine are dinosaurs! Anyway I learned from my father, people like you for you. After ignoring his sage advice and trying to make like I could do everything perfectly I finally realized the people who I really like ...like me for me too! However it is nice to put a fancy meal together now and then and have it work. I did serve Christmas dinner once with a half frozen calf on a heat mat under the table! My father and I thought the guests understood. At his funeral one of the friends who was at that dinner told the story and said it was a meal to remember for the food and the company!Fionahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05348495575211204989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-19109190354153076392016-09-28T14:20:08.447-04:002016-09-28T14:20:08.447-04:00Jaz - Given your cuisine, I wouldn't care if y...Jaz - Given your cuisine, I wouldn't care if you were wearing a gunny sack. Your food is DIVINE!Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-43016317478137066342016-09-28T14:19:28.810-04:002016-09-28T14:19:28.810-04:00Susan - That sounds like the perfect meal! I may ...Susan - That sounds like the perfect meal! I may follow your lead. Juno is the same. I am most likely in a state of denial, as I love that sheep, but a call to the vet is in our future.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-16644094199995772612016-09-28T14:18:20.942-04:002016-09-28T14:18:20.942-04:00Vera - Honestly? I have never met a cheese I did n...Vera - Honestly? I have never met a cheese I did not like. I do think that sometimes people accept my invitations because they are curious about my lifestyle. I am going to do just that, next time - simple.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-11119679520625405542016-09-28T13:55:44.216-04:002016-09-28T13:55:44.216-04:00with me you get cuisine or couture, never both at ...with me you get cuisine or couture, never both at the same time.jaz@octoberfarmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17249328159454897124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-62962219673519219712016-09-28T12:13:49.834-04:002016-09-28T12:13:49.834-04:00I envy the people who do it with love and get huge...I envy the people who do it with love and get huge satifaction from it while making everyone feel well nurtured. I might love the people I cook for but anxiety over the outcome kills any pleasure that might be coming my way. My most successful meal of late was a pub lunch migrated to dinner consisting of french bread from the bakery, pickled onions, chutney, cheeses, pate and farmer's sausage. Nothing saw the inside of an oven. Turned out one of the guests had lived in England way back and was ecstatic over the memories it evoked(or he was being very kind). How goes it for Juno?Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12830177691014290662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-58008649317971087302016-09-28T12:13:05.847-04:002016-09-28T12:13:05.847-04:00I used to try and do the impossible when we had vi...I used to try and do the impossible when we had visitors arriving. That was in the days when we had tarpaulins on the floor and overhead, and packing cases everywhere all of which was covered in thick layers of cement dust. I was living in a ruin of a house which was under renovation. We used to have quite a few visitors then. But now we are all tidied up no one visits! I think the visitors liked to see what a state of chaos we were living in! <br />I am sure your meal was lovely, but I would cook the simplest meal, nothing fancy, and if they don't it like they can go hungry. And a memory of giving a 'friend' a slice of recently made home made cheese and seeing her absolute look of horror at its taste. No reason for her doing this as the cheese had turned out really nice. She was never invited back!Verahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13235143664894609891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-2577845781720508642016-09-28T11:50:26.847-04:002016-09-28T11:50:26.847-04:00Mama Pea - I don't know if (we) can ever reach...Mama Pea - I don't know if (we) can ever reach that level of Nirvana. But it's something to aim for, right?Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-9271765382424276322016-09-28T11:49:52.506-04:002016-09-28T11:49:52.506-04:00Debra - Yes, after two martinis (them) and two gla...Debra - Yes, after two martinis (them) and two glasses of wine (me) no one much cared about either the food or the gophers.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-57001777672035325712016-09-28T11:49:14.979-04:002016-09-28T11:49:14.979-04:00Sylvie - Coming from someone who ALWAYS manages to...Sylvie - Coming from someone who ALWAYS manages to be cool, calm and elegant - plus have a delicious, nutritious dinner set out in a clean house - that is so true.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-63557827478542534042016-09-28T08:13:44.829-04:002016-09-28T08:13:44.829-04:00Oh, Sweezie! A perfectly true (and excellently wr...Oh, Sweezie! A perfectly true (and excellently written) post ready to be published nation-wide! It also illustrates how we women insist on torturing ourselves in the name of (unobtainable) perfection. Throw in a sick child or two and 98% of all women could relate completely. (Don't cha envy the few women who are able to pull off an evening like that with a casual bowl of soup, store bought loaf of bread, and be fine with it saying, "This is me, come on in, I want to enjoy your company." I sure do and want to be The Eve of Ease when I grow up!) Mama Peahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03649357184167949247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-46110379905294600412016-09-28T08:02:50.403-04:002016-09-28T08:02:50.403-04:00I hope the conversation was good though and that e...I hope the conversation was good though and that everyone enjoyed seeing each other!Debra She Who Seekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01845703092794695023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-16899996798038741022016-09-28T06:55:50.565-04:002016-09-28T06:55:50.565-04:00As Cessa once told me, and it has become my mantra...As Cessa once told me, and it has become my mantra, "they don't come to your house to see you and your house, they come to get out of their own"! The Maine Gray Zonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17560204124547398375noreply@blogger.com