Mom’s do was da bomb….

Last night we celebrated my mother’s 85th birthday. Why am I telling you this? Two reasons.

1) Hosting this party took a lot of time over the last few weeks for planning and cooking up a storm and that is one of the reasons that posting lately has been sporadic (the other being the blog migration drama, which is still ongoing).

2) I got a boatload of post topics out of it for you, centered around the menu (yup, more food. Live with it. Food is a big part of me, so love me, love the food). As a matter of fact, I think I’ve got one post per dish, which should take us almost to next year (OK, slight exaggeration) but you won’t be getting them all at once. All that food was exhausting to make and I can’t possibly write it up all at once without reliving all the tired, and really, who wants to do that? Giving you my tips and recipes from the party needs to be fun, not more work.

We all had a lot of fun, my mother was surprised and delighted by everything, everyone darn near licked their plates, so all in all I’d put this one in the win column.

My brother the professional photographer, and my iGeek nephew the very talented amateur were both in attendance and clicking away madly with their digital cameras (it was almost like having a gaggle of paparazzi every time a dish came out of the oven!), so this time I have photos. And any shots I don’t have, well, its all their fault, not mine. Hey, whadda ya know? Another win for me!

I’m not going to start this series of Party Posts now, because it’s Sunday, I’m tired and achy, and I’m gonna do the Sunday thing (lazy brunch, newspaper, nap on couch) instead. So really I’m just introducing the theme, but thanks to my own personal gaggle of paparazzi, I can give you a little tease:

 

Are you hungry yet?