Ok, I have hosted very few gatherings since the baby was born. (I've had two parties - an Easter brunch, which was family-only; and my wine and roses dinner for friends, which was gals-only, so Brian kept little man.) It's just difficult to host anything nice with little people running around.
But I want to do more of it. That's one of the reasons there are so many "entertaining" goals on My 101 List. So, I made an effort towards that last night. I had some folks over for (what I'd hoped would be) a nice autumn dinner. (I had initially thought we might eat out on the back patio, but because we had some wee ones in attendance, I opted to serve dinner inside.) We had six adults, two little guys, and one VERY well-behaved older child.
Appetizers - an assortment of yummy cheeses, bagel crisps, and other munchies. (Sweet Sandi brought these.)
Salad - an autumn recipe of field greens, pears, red grapes, cheddar cheese (I picked a variety with a delicious paprika-spiced exterior), apples, and pecans. I thought this was really good, and I will probably make it again. It's dressed with an apple juice reduction, with apple cider, olive oil, salt, and pepper blended in.
Entree - Pork roast with autumn vegetables - rutabagas, fennel, carrots, and onions. (We make this recipe every fall. I love, love, LOVE it.) Sandi also brought some of the best-tasting sweet-potato biscuits I've ever had. (I snatched the recipe and will post it later. Those bad boys are going on my annual fall recipes list.)
Dessert - Pecan tartlets that I purchased at the awesome new Kroger bakery counter.
To drink, we served iced tea, really bad red wine, mulled apple cider, and pecan praline coffee.
The food was great. The company was great. The problem? Clay had a total meltdown. He wanted me to hold him the entire night. I know that he's had a rough week, and part of me felt really sorry for him. But most of me just wanted to put him to bed at 6:30 p.m.
Here's the rub - you plan and prepare for a nice evening. But sometimes, your kid's got OTHER plans, kwim? And last night, Clay had other plans. He has NEVER been that fussy when we've had people over. Ad it made it very difficult for either Brian or I to enjoy the night. Poo on him. Next time, he's going to grandma's.