Well, this entry belongs in the Have Fun column for sure. I have to confess I make an attempt to be in the know. And those efforts payed off handsomely when I rsvp'd in time to snatch an invite to Le Diner a San Francisco, the wonderfully white-themed pop-up picnic, if you will, that originated in France over 15 years ago. For a nominal fee to cover permitting, music, and porta-potties, I was all set to host a table of 4. . .all we needed was to dress in our best all-white attire, and bring all our own chairs, table cloths and settings, food, wine, and beverages. All communication was via email, and we discovered the location about 2 hours before set-up was to begin. Frankly, I was excited to learn the "Historic Music Concourse" (their description) in Golden Gate park was the location. The DeYoung off to one side, Cal Academy of Sciences on the other. Ooh la la indeed. Keep your ears and eyes open, we heard on good authority they're already planning an encore performance.
I can't imagine a more perfect evening in the City for this, San Francisco's first Le Diner. Mild, no wind, moon glowing, it was a magical night. My mother is a retired florist and party planner, so I wanted our table to but on a good show. With a great spot on the impromptu "promenade" between the two fountains, and conveniently located near the DJ, our four-top got more than a few props and photos taken. Please enjoy my petite tour of the evening.
Ok ok, first shot is of the centerpiece to try and impress mom, alright? Gotta love battery operated LED lights.
My shot of the table. That's big honey Regan with the lights on her top hat, and Laura toasting me while I snap away. Derek has quite the way of infusing spirits. . .
Laura enjoying said cocktail before dinner. Another shot of the centerpiece on purpose
Dinner was provencal white bean dip with crostini; golden beets with walnuts and blue cheese; crab cakes with red pepper aioli, and roast beef with horseradish sauce. A fabulous assortment of cheeses -- thank you Laura -- including a stupidly good triple cream brie. Dairy anyone? Petite fours, cupcakes, macaroons for desert, and enough champagne to last the duration.
Dinner began with a traditional waving of the white napkins, which I don't have a shot of. I recommend you waste some time on line searching for European Le Diner events to see how they swing their white thing as well.
I will say I had tons of fun trolling for a beer later in the evening. This was on behalf of Derek, who was having a craving. Since most folks weren't drinking beer that night it took me some doing, but I met some very fun people in the process.
The event was sectioned into the 8 arrondissements of Paris. Clever idea, yet we gloated all night at our unplanned location on what we decided was our very own "Champs Elyses." I really just needed a shot with my shoes.
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