Anyways, we designed a menu about a week ago, and everyone was responsible for a few meals. The fare includes corn cakes with preserves, Mia’s dad’s fresh french bread, cherry pie, grilled sausage sandwiches, a full English breakfast spread, and my home-made marinara sauce, below!

I may have mentioned it before, but I have a mild obsession with making pasta sauce. I LOVE pasta sauce. The pasta itself, I could take it or leave it. But a good pasta sauce, just give me a spoon and I’m happy…well, some chianti wouldn’t hurt, either. My sauce is pretty basic, with some exceptions – I like to use heirloom tomatoes, I think they have a richer flavor, and I use a dark brown molasses sugar instead of….well, I don’t know what kind of sugar a traditional marinara has, but I think it has some?

(p.s. I have to apologize for the picture quality, my little kitchen is dark and cave-like, especially at night.)

Strangely it didn’t go over so well.  Apparently people are not familiar with the French Basque Peasants and their traditional “basque-horn” head-dress.  Who knew! Needless to say it was a little embarrassing to walk in and realize that only the food was supposed to be french peasant themed.  Luckily I travel with an extra outfit at all times for just such an occasion!

I met some lovely people and ate alot of good food.  Max made seafood bouillabaisse, which is one of my favorite dishes in all the world.  Everyone there made delicious food and it was hosted by the guy in rabbit hat and cigarette looking pensive.

And at the end of the night we took some portrait shots.  My brain is not working so good today so I’m just going to post these pictures and go get a glass of water.