Yes, indeed

[desperance]

All glasses, guests, cats and (apparently) relationships survived the party intact, I think. So that's okay.

Cakes, not so much. There is exactly one slice left of the Drunken White Chocolate Fruit Cake, so that worked. The chocolate absinthe cake was also popular, as ditto the St Emilion (which has been described - I think by shewhomust - as more chocolate than chocolate itself).

There is but a heel of the ham left, too; and I was surprised by how much of the bread went. I still have half a loaf of pure rye, though. It's kinda like pumpernickel, and works v well with ham and pickle and mustard.

Oh, and the melon-rind pickle was popular too. All in all, I am contented.

So are the cats. I have no idea how much they got fed last night, but there was no question of proper cat-supper; they weren't even agitating for it.

Nor did they come to bed, which puzzled me a little till I went downstairs this morning. Furniture got rearranged for the party, which makes it all kinda new, and they're interested in newness: they were sitting on upright chairs on opposite sides of the dining-room, gazing at each other like royalty at an embassage.

Now, however, normal service has been resumed: which means that Barry is sitting on my manuscript here so I can't read my scribbles, getting a ridiculous amount of head-fuss. You know that kneading thing that cats do on people's knees? He's doing it on my paperwork. And actually purring audibly: I have detected three whole rasps. Happy cat.

Comments

[fidelioscabinet.livejournal.com]

Now that the tumult and shouting have died, do we get a drunken fruitcake recipe, or must we merely wonder how it got so tipsy in the first place?

I find it remarkable that Baz and Mac could actually manage to mooch enough to not want their final meal of the day--maybe they were just overwhelmed from the vacuuming still.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

I'll put the recipe in a separate post, soonest.

As to the boys and their mooching - they are masterful, and my friends are the softest touch imaginable. I watched people carving a slice of ham for themselves, a slice for Barry, a slice for Mac... And then there was all the half-finished cake, which they were big fans of, and all the spilled bits and pieces, and...

[fidelioscabinet.livejournal.com]

Oh, I believe they were well-served by their courtiers--what I find difficult to accept is that that was enough, by their lights.

I shall await the recipe with keen anticipation.

[durham-rambler.livejournal.com]

shewhomust and I had a great time and got home safely. What you may have missed as you were in the other room was V encouraging G-N into a new career as a historical crime novelist. Very promising it all sounded.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

That would be extremely cool. And she has the expertises, and we have the contacts; whoo, yeah...