Friday, June 27, 2008

Italian night

For months some of the girls at work and I have been talking about getting together more often as a morale boost and a chance to get to know each other. Awhile ago, we all went out and saw Sex and the City together (free of charge thanks to my love!). Last night, Lisa hosted an Italian themed dinner. We had an Italian salad, smoked mozarella fonduta, pasta, lots of cheeses, red wine and a lot of laughter. We all decided to make something and bring it over. I made the smoked mozarella fonduta. True to my nature, I messed up the recipe a little bit and forgot one of the cheeses, but it still tasted delicious. There was also tomato/caper/other topped pasta, wine, salad and homemade tiramisu (soooo good).

Since I've not really had "girlfriends" since high school, I really didn't know what to expect from a group of 5 girls sitting around a coffee table, drinking wine. Little did I know, I was in for a fun night. We all come from such different places. There was Susan who tried to convince us she is from the ghetto of Durham, complete with only knowing how to "butt and grind" and being related to someone who got held up at gunpoint at the local grocery store. Then quiet Nora who dropped in a quick story every now and then, but seemed more content to sip her wine and laugh at the rest of us making fools of ourselves. Maggie the Polock put in her 2 cents with her bilingual abilities. And finally (but not the least), Lisa, our hostess. She always had a funny story up her sleeve - usually something about an awkward situation we can all relate to and how she elegantly (or embarassingly) maneuvered her way out of it.

It was definitely a fun evening. I had more cheese than I care to admit to eating, but it was worth it. Lisa's house was so lovely. It makes me wonder when I'll become a real adult, married with a nice house to nest in. I still feel like a college kid, renting and not knowing where I'll be for anything past the next year. But she had all these coordinated decorations and matching furniture; luxuries which I have yet to experience. I hope we do it again sometime soon, especially before Ryan and I move.

1 comment:

Just Jac said...

Durham is quite the ghetto it seems, since whenever you turn on the news up here its always on first with some sort of crime! Glad you ladies had a fun night!