supper club

It's funny how the idea of food changes throughout your life. Babies are generally adventurous eaters, enjoying every new flavor they experience. Then you get all picky. Green things are gross, non-green things are equally gross. I think Lola ate 3 hot dogs the other day. Then time turns you into a college student where solids seem to take a backseat to liquids. Luckily, you move on from that and end up having kids of your own. You find yourself making curried peas and all of these wonderful things. Which takes me to this point in my life. Food has brought me friends. Food is a reason to gather together. To talk about the week, share experiences, laugh... and eat. I found friends who have inspired me with their passion for food and for life. We get together as often as possible, and for me, it's all about challenging myself to make things that are out of my comfort zone. And what I've realized is, I end up loving everything because it's not just the ingredients that went into it. It's the love, the effort, the time, the mistakes. It's an excuse to be with my friends and my kid's friends. I wouldn't give it up for the world. And if you just made it all the way through that introduction, thanks! I'm going to start to feature some of our "supper club" get-togethers. Here is our very first.

We started out with some cool cheladas while we watched the kids frolick.

The main dish was enchiladas, and they were amazing! A lot of love in those layers...

Dessert was a tart with pastry cream and strawberries. We have a pastry chef in the house kids. Be jealous, be very jealous.

Til next time!