Yesterday I was invited to attend a Lemon Party. No, this has nothing to do with shock site lemon party dot org. This was a legitimate party all about lemons, hosted by the garden teacher at the school where I work. She has an amazing house tucked in the mountains with a beautiful garden, lemon orchard, and tons of open space. The party ended up being twenty or so people of all ages, and a couple of muddy dogs too. The rain fell all around the mountain and everyone crammed into the cozy kitchen to prepare their lemon-infused dishes. The menu went as follows:
-meyer mojitos
-mushroom risotto-stuffed lemons
-lemon pepper pasta with a lemon sauce
-kale salad with lemon-lime dressing
-multiple types of lemon marmalade
-lemon cake with cardamom icing and ginger ice cream
-taters with lemon and garlic and herbs
-lemon bars
-sautteed asparagus and fresh-from-the-garden chard, with lemon
...all of which were amazing! Of course, the afternoon was full of lemon jokes--"What's with the sour face?" "We're in it 'til the bitter end," and the party favorite, "What do you call an orthodox Jew drinking lemonade? Hacidic."
It was nice to spend the afternoon and evening with a new crowd of people. Everyone was genuine and welcoming, which made me feel right at home. I also love any party with includes a range of ages. There's something so familiar and comforting about having grown-ups talking over drinks with kids and dogs running around at their feet. At one point during the party, I leaned over to my friend and whispered, "This feels like Thanksgiving."
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