And a little drunk. Today I hosted a birthday brunch for a sweet, old friend. "Old" as in a friend from college. She's only thirty-four, like me. Good times were had. As well as many mimosas.
There was coffee, too. I love this little owl creamer. It makes me happy, too.
On the menu was tomato soup, pesto ricotta pie, salad, cinnamon rolls, and fruit. I had never made the soup or the pie before and was worried that it wouldn't turn out. But it did. Everything was delicious. There were very little left overs. Perhaps that was because I didn't actually serve the food until 1:30, two hours after people arrived. I've always been terrible at timing. Both in and out of the kitchen. Luckily, the drinks helped keep their minds off the wait. Because of those mimosas and the extreme hunger, I did not snap very many photos.
This pie was so good. This picture does not do it justice. I will definitely be making this again. Although, I do think I will use more layers of phyllo next time. And beware, the recipe does not mention the phyllo in the ingredients list. The soup was equally as delicious, but I forgot to photograph it. It's pretty hard to host a party and photograph the food.
Lee made the cinnamon rolls. The dough is the challah recipe from this book. One pan was regular cinnamon rolls and one pan was chocolate cinnamon rolls. This is the last chocolate one. For those he just shaved dark chocolate over the cinnamon sugar with a micro-plane grater before rolling them up. They were both delicious. The regular ones went faster, though. I think it was because they were HUGE.
It was a fun day and I think it was successful. Happy birthday, sweet Claire! Here's to many, many more!
