My best friend put in her request for her birthday dinner about two months ago. She wanted the Italian feast that we did for her last year. A dinner of appetizers and all super fresh and super good. How could I say no to this? Well, I couldn't.
I had to be in LA this week from Saturday to Tuesday for work and I knew that if I didn't have any time off I would not be able to get this meal finished so I took Friday off. It was a good thing too because husband ended up getting Thursday and Friday off instead of his normal Friday and Saturday. This meant that I would have to do all of the cooking on my own on Saturday, but he could help me clean on Friday, so that's what we did. We did our shopping Thursday night and got everything we would need for the dinner and the breakfast I promised to make the next morning since she and her daughter would be staying the night.
Friday morning we got up and started to get to work. Our house was a mess! With the backyard destroyed from our plumbing disaster, the house is nothing but a dust collector for whenever the dogs come in and out of the house. We cleaned, dusted, moved furniture and organized crap that gets dropped off in a rush to do something else. Once the house was shining, we got to work on prep cooking. I baked the chocolate cake for dessert, Tate made foccacia and pesto and I made the bana calda. By the end of the day we were exhausted but well prepared for the next day.
Saturday morning came and Tate had to be off to work and I had some cooking to do. On the menu was Linguine with a tomato, mushroom and zucchini sauce, fusili with pesto, grilled shrimp in a lemon, basil and garlic marinade, caprese salad and a tomato, avocado and shrimp salad. I got to work on the tomato sauce because I knew it would have to simmer for hours to be real good. Once the sauce was cooking, I worked on getting the table set for everyone, toasting some sliced baguettes and general set up. I was ahead of schedule and things were looking good. As the day went on, I had my tomato, avocado and shrimp salad made and the caprese salad ready to go.
Around 3 o'clock I decided to finally jump in the shower and get cleaned up before the "final push" for dinner. Stepping out of the shower, I had the music blasting and was in my own world when I saw a shadow moving in the dining room. The dogs were outside and Tate wasn't due back until after 5p. "Hello?" I called out to the mystery shadow and the next thing I knew around the corner comes a laughing husband to my shock and awe. He was tickled because he scared the crap out of me. If I wasn't so happy to see him I would have killed him!!
The food was done, the table was set and I just needed the guests to arrive. Around 6pm everyone showed up. Emiley and her daughter Kelsey, and Emiley's parents Patty and Larry. It was now time to drop the pasta in the water and grill up the shrimp. The final rush was on, I was starving and my blood sugar was low from working hard all day and not eating too much so needless to say I got a little snappy at Tate when he didn't move fast enough for me in the kitchen and left me waiting. After everything was said and done, we were able to sit down to an amazing dinner. I really out did myself and we ate like kings.
Here are pictures from the dinner and the dish towels that I embroidered for her.
I had to be in LA this week from Saturday to Tuesday for work and I knew that if I didn't have any time off I would not be able to get this meal finished so I took Friday off. It was a good thing too because husband ended up getting Thursday and Friday off instead of his normal Friday and Saturday. This meant that I would have to do all of the cooking on my own on Saturday, but he could help me clean on Friday, so that's what we did. We did our shopping Thursday night and got everything we would need for the dinner and the breakfast I promised to make the next morning since she and her daughter would be staying the night.
Friday morning we got up and started to get to work. Our house was a mess! With the backyard destroyed from our plumbing disaster, the house is nothing but a dust collector for whenever the dogs come in and out of the house. We cleaned, dusted, moved furniture and organized crap that gets dropped off in a rush to do something else. Once the house was shining, we got to work on prep cooking. I baked the chocolate cake for dessert, Tate made foccacia and pesto and I made the bana calda. By the end of the day we were exhausted but well prepared for the next day.
Saturday morning came and Tate had to be off to work and I had some cooking to do. On the menu was Linguine with a tomato, mushroom and zucchini sauce, fusili with pesto, grilled shrimp in a lemon, basil and garlic marinade, caprese salad and a tomato, avocado and shrimp salad. I got to work on the tomato sauce because I knew it would have to simmer for hours to be real good. Once the sauce was cooking, I worked on getting the table set for everyone, toasting some sliced baguettes and general set up. I was ahead of schedule and things were looking good. As the day went on, I had my tomato, avocado and shrimp salad made and the caprese salad ready to go.
Around 3 o'clock I decided to finally jump in the shower and get cleaned up before the "final push" for dinner. Stepping out of the shower, I had the music blasting and was in my own world when I saw a shadow moving in the dining room. The dogs were outside and Tate wasn't due back until after 5p. "Hello?" I called out to the mystery shadow and the next thing I knew around the corner comes a laughing husband to my shock and awe. He was tickled because he scared the crap out of me. If I wasn't so happy to see him I would have killed him!!
The food was done, the table was set and I just needed the guests to arrive. Around 6pm everyone showed up. Emiley and her daughter Kelsey, and Emiley's parents Patty and Larry. It was now time to drop the pasta in the water and grill up the shrimp. The final rush was on, I was starving and my blood sugar was low from working hard all day and not eating too much so needless to say I got a little snappy at Tate when he didn't move fast enough for me in the kitchen and left me waiting. After everything was said and done, we were able to sit down to an amazing dinner. I really out did myself and we ate like kings.
Here are pictures from the dinner and the dish towels that I embroidered for her.
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