The first was less of a party and more of a brunch. Anna invited Leslie, Katie, and I over to her new apartment to delight in the delicacies of Silver Moon Bakery and her own breakfasting skills. She is quite the host let me tell you.
She offered the chocolate chip brioche (above) alongside arugula salad with goat cheese and cranberries, French bread with an assortment of jams, and her family recipe for spinach-ricotta frittata. As for beverages, Leslie prepared my beloved Blue Bottle Coffee, Katie provided orange juice, and I brought a bottle of champagne for mimosas which we ended up deciding against.
It was the first time I didn't have a light breakfast before brunch. Usually, I wake up at a normal hour with a voracious appetite and am unable to wait until 11, or 12, or 1 to eat my first meal. This particular Sunday, however, I slept in rather late--I blame it on the fact that I'd been gallivanting around the city dressed as a reindeer the day before--so I had to help myself to seconds. Oh well ;).
Nobody left the table after we'd been satisfied. You know that great conversation that you only have with really good friends? Well, that was happening. And somewhere amongst it, Anna brought out festive sugar cookies for dessert.
Once we were finally were ready to leave, she also handed out peppermint bark. It was amazing. For the next week, I enjoyed a piece a day and was very sad when I came upon my last. Like I said, Anna is quite the host. In my case, for as much as I love playing tour guide, hosting doesn't seem to be my thing. In the past, I've always gotten too carried away with prep-work and stressed myself out along the way as I anxiously made sure everyone was enjoying themselves. Moral of the story: I'm so glad to have friends to depend on for good times like these.P.S. There are only six hours left to comment on this post for a chance to win $100 towards your next restaurant meal. P.P.S. I joined Pinterest! Follow me, please?
