On Saturday I drove down to Söderköping for Sarianne's much-anticipated dinner party. She had invited her nearest and dearest: me, obvs, a couple of old friends from back home in Stockholm, and some newer ones from Söderköping. All were fabulous, it goes without saying, as Sarianne has excellent taste in basically everything, girlfriends included. Their house is really coming together and they've made a lot of progress over the summer so it looked fantastic, decorated to the smallest lovely detail. But the most impressive part of the evening was the food. Sarianne had prepared no fewer than seven hors d'oeuvres. Seven. And those were the ones that required preparation. There were also salamis, cheeses, fruit, bread, shrimp, olives, and marinated garlic. It was a feast. We sat around the kitchen table and laughed and ate ourselves silly for hours. I so appreciate the company of great women and am very grateful to have been part of Sarianne's party, surrounded by lovely ladies. And, you know, LOTS of delicious hors d'oeuvres.
