Party Planner Extraordinaire

My cousin's California vacation continues.

Today while he and his fam toured San Diego I took the opportunity to write my book.

Oh yeah, and plan the bash we're giving them as a sendoff on Saturday.

I love a good party.

So off Surfer Boy and I went to the charming bistro across the street to sample their mini quiches thinking this would make for great brunch fare.

When the lovely tattooed server placed the quiche in front of me I picked up my knife and fork ...

... and sawed into the crust.

And I do mean saw.

I needed a Black and Decker to cut through that baby.

"How about the place across the street?" I said. "I think they cater."

The "place across the street" is a high-priced dining establishment with a separate catering pantry.

Here's your first tip.

When something bills itself as a pantry--add ten bucks to each dish.

Sigh.

Food ordered, I then made my way over to the party rental website where I ordered tables, chairs and yes, I just had to have those darling silver chargers, you know, the things that go under the dishes that serve no purpose other than to look fancy?

If you think this is all overkill for a mere family brunch, what can I tell you?

I love a good party.

Our Christmas dinner party table.