A love letter to dinner parties
Dear Dinner Parties,
Why you gotta be so fine? For centuries people have been witnessing your ineffable charm, your beautiful and worldly accents, and your ability to bring friend and foe together over a decadent slab of meat. How cool it must be to be you! I’ve had the pleasure of hanging out with you on many the occasion and I’ve decided that since it’s Valentine’s Day (and on Valentine’s Day you come clean with your feelings) I will admit this burgeoning secret that I’ve held inside for quite some time: I love you.
I do! You’re the best. You’re so versatile. You can be stylish French soiree or a scantily clad bachelorette party. You can be prim and proper or down and dirty. You can be country western or Fleetwood Mac themed. How enriching it must be to experience so many different cultures, intimate conversations and delicious meals! I am oh-so jealous.
So, there you have it, dinner parties. I love you. If I could, I would throw you a dinner party in celebration of you being so awesome. Thanks for sticking around all of these years.