Tuesday, February 19, 2008

3-martini-fight-club-playdate book club

I lurve my book club. Adore it! We had the *best* book meeting/party this past saturday, IMHO. It completely lived up to its name: drinks flowed, children were (slightly) maimed during play, books were discussed (I'm almost positive somebody mentioned a book) and we showed a movie, inaugurating our new projector + screen.

AJS and I hosted, five families of four attended (I'm lumping four otherwise unattached friends together for ease), and we just had a blast! AJS cooked, of course, making an abundance of ribs, chicken wings, pizzas, and a new item: braised bone marrow on freshly baked (& toasted) bread with parsley salad. I brought an apple pie from a local bakery for dessert. All terribly delicious.

I had a few glasses of wine, so when the main feature, West Side Story, began, and the kids were asking what the wacky Saul Bass illustrations in the titling were all about, I was yelling things like, "OK! Those lines? They are the shadows on sides of buildings in Manhattan! In New York! Wait, wait, and NOW! Buildings! See?" then there's a great helicopter shot where you fly over the tops of buildings, and dear little Emma said, "my grandparents live in New York!" So I yelled back, "OMG, look, I think I saw them!" heh.

Even better, AJS was quite loopy as well. When the Jets gang started singing, "When You're a Jet" he SANG. ALONG. EVERY WORD. I should have brought out the camera, that was so priceless.

Otherwise, oddly, all the boys were downstairs watching the musical. With dancing. And singing. The girls weren't interested, go figure. All the boys were so fired up with the athleticism of the dancing, they were leaping and rolling, running and shouting. Kelly was pretty impressed that her Liam and the rest of the boys played together (the girls seem to have a lock on that). Dash was doing his best Darth Maul impersonation, brandishing a stick/lightsaber while darting around. Shortly after, said stick poked Graham in the eye. It was the proverbial gun on the wall that, eventually, went off before the end of the story.

The party fell apart pretty well after this. Ice was applied, belongings were packed up, we said our goodbyes. Overall, though, it went very well!

I can hardly wait till next month.


  1. The gauntlet has been thrown down for the next Junior Fight Club. How do you top bone marrow, maimings, and 120-inches of Stephen Sondheim?

  2. We always love BC! Monkey's food always makes the trip well worth the effort. I have crazy dreams about the ribs.

  3. The Strings really know how to throw a party!

  4. That one is going to be hard to top, that's for sure. ... Not it!

  5. it's all fun and games until someone pokes out an eye!

    so sorry i missed it!

    ::wondering whether marrow is kosher:: ;-)

  6. yum bone marrow!!! I wish I was there.

  7. Oh man, that sounds like a ton of fun. There seems to be some sort of phenomenon in Michigan... no one drinks once they become parents. Except us. So we drink alone a lot. It's boring here!


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