Popcorn dropped in nitrogen, compressed watermelon salad with prosciutto, and warm, toasty orzo pasta with pesto. Yum, yum. I passed up the drink menu for chilled Mason jars filled with tangy iced tea and munched on skirt steak with garlic butter sauce.
I’ve been obsessed with this article lately and even though it describes iconic dinner parties of the wealthy, I believe hosting in the home is an attainable ideal, even for more moderate income families. Armed with a pile of cookbooks and shelves of new wedding gifts, I’ve been caught up in flurry of entertaining in an attempt to “bring back” the dinner party.