A warm house

We had a housewarming party last night to break in our new place in Portland. I went all out and made ice cream, beehive honey cake, meatballs, and pizza from “scratch” and we had spaghetti, salad, brie, wine, grapes, strawberries and lots of laughs. It felt so great to have a house full of people, and yet there was still room to breath. I have to train myself how to be a host in a decent sized house. In my apartment, there was no place for coats, and all our dishes were pretty much in plain sight so people pretty much fended for themselves. I need to learn the art of “let me take your coat.” Because it’s a nice thing.

beehive cake

We had a blast and I’m looking forward to more dinner parties. It was fun using all my kitchen power tools to make all the yummy food. My meatballs were very stone-like but they tasted good. Gotta work on that recipe. I think it’s the second time I’ve ever made meatballs in my life and I tried to make 6 pounds worth. And yeah, they were hard like stones. Oh well, the honey cake was insanely good as was the pizza, if I do say so myself.

Thanks everyone for coming over, and for all the great flowers and wine and gin!