Last night was our fourth annual Trump Girl Holiday Dinner. Every year, it is a challenge to find a date that all six of us have available for dinner. This time it took probably twenty emails and one re-scheduling. But every year, it is also one of all of our favorite nights of the holiday season -- "second to Jesus," as LS was quick to correct.
I feel sorry for those around us at the restaurant but man, do we have a great time. Six of us sitting at one of the best tables at NoMi, with it being months since we were all in the same place at the same time. We started drinking bubbly at the bar and continued through dinner. While we all ordered entrees, thanks to LS' ambassador status at NoMi, Chef Sean sent out a variety of side dishes and desserts. Apparently, he was concerned about our level of carb intake because while we ordered cauliflower and beets, he sent us Yukon gold mash (O quickly changed its name to Butter as that seemed to reflect the dish better. Don't get me wrong, it was delicious but less obviously potato than one would think. Butter, though, that was obvious.), and two other forms of potato. He was also kind enough to send out four desserts for the table, including an amazing Tahitian vanilla creme topped with cotton candy and a coffee chocolate cake.
In addition to fantastic food and drink, we had games to play. LS had brought questions (e.g., what was your worst date? what two things are you bad at?) that we all drew from a bowl and had to answer. It was surprisingly hilarious. Our server played along, adding his own question to the mix (what dangerous thing have you not yet done but wish you had -- his answer was great white shark diving). I had brought my traditional contribution -- English holiday crackers -- and we all read our jokes and played the charades provided.
Three hours of fun, food and friends. You cannot beat that. Well, except for Jesus.
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