There was some loose talk about getting together for dinner and then the designated day was upon us. We settled on Mexican, a bean casserole recipe that we got from Robin Goldblatt’s mom. Robin was our bass player while she was still in high school. We had dinner at her house one time, smoked a joint with her mom (Robin didn’t smoke) and first had this delicious Mexican dish.
So, at noon, the day of the show, I found a Rufino Tamayo graphic and put together this invite. Some people don’t know that the photos in these blog posts all exist in a bigger, un-cropped version, something you can only see if you click on the photos. Jeff and Mary Kaye, Matthew and Louise all got an invite but does anyone check email anymore? Would Peggi and I be eating this dish for a week?
I made a big green salad with the Romaine, spinach, beet greens, cilantro and basil from our garden. And with the first beets of the season Peggi made a beet/goat cheese, roasted pecan side dish and the doorbell rang. Matthew made an otherworldly guacamole dish. Jeff brought two bottles of Spanish wine. We bought a quart bottle of Pineapple pop, “Pinå. “I made a Cumbia playlist. We lit our Mexican candles, the ones that smell like melting plastic. The conversation was fast and furious and somewhere around midnight we all headed down the street to the pool for skinny dipping and a diving board contest. We were loud and nobody complained. The water temperature was 83, warmer than the air. It was magic!
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