I am not sure where the “Sunday is the first day of the week” came from. Today feels very last day. And it’s cold. And it’s raining like hell. 15 minutes away it’s snowing like hell. And it’s almost five so it’s getting dark. The combination is depressing, mostly.
Last night was the biggest day of the holiday season. The social event of the season. The Vivier CPA annual holiday party. Our tradition, the past 25 years is to have a lunch. We work till noon and head out to a local restaurant and eat and drink till done. On a Friday. Close to, but before Christmas. Well, 26th year of our party, and it’s all new. This year is the year of change. No lunch, dinner. No weekday, Saturday. No restaurant, my house. Mind blowing.
We had suggested to all to show up about 430 for drinks and apps till dinner around six. All were here by 5 and party on, Garth. Not surprisingly, all the employees opted for cocktails so I was busy making them for an hour. All except Walkers plus one, Diane, she opted for wine. She is a former employee but quit. Appetizers were a large charcuterie which is enough. Believe me.
From drinks we move to dinner, where my lovely bride outdid herself. She made, HER choice, individual beef Wellington’s for the 12 guests. Insane. Plus assorted sides. Who really cares about sides when Beef Wellington is the main course? No one, exactly. For the plebeian amongst us, a beef Wellington is a filet of beef spiced and seared, covered in mushroom pate, covered with pastry. Cooked quickly at high heat just to get the beef to rare. Tasty.
Of course we had several bottles of wine because you have to.
For dessert, Marika has gone to the bakery and picked up more than enough individual desserts for everyone to go home happy. And leftovers for my breakfast.
Best part of all, everyone gives me a gift. I give them gifts too, but one each. I receive four. Haha good to be me. Handmade, homemade cookies, a new fur hat, wine amongst all. Lucky me.
We don’t sit around and drink and whatever. We finished and everyone headed home. Best party of the year, great food with people you know too damn well. You should have been there.
Friday night Em and I and Marika and Jutt travelled to Port Costa for dinner at one of our favorite places, Bull Valley Roadhouse. Isolated south of the Carquinez Bridge, by a few miles, and a bit of a trip. But, food is fantastic and the pre prohibition cocktails are great. I had a couple. Dinner was a fine affair. Friendly crowd. Raining too much. I drove the almost two hours home and was nodding off the whole way. Fun.
Sunday was slower, which is good. Woke up at 845 which is def sleeping in. We had wanted to go out for breakfast but the kids did not get up early. Like out to breakfast? at 1130. I had lunch.
After lunch I returned the chairs and table I had rented for the office party. Stopped to return some stuff at Target, and bought a bottle of Rye from a local distiller for a friend. Then home and spent lots of time cleaning up and wrapping gifts. Soon, dinner. Am watching TV now and doing this blog thing. Tomorrow, back to the work week. Emily on break. Nice. 3 days to Christmas.
Dinner was homemade soup with sausage. And also very good. Had leftover wine too. And leftover desserts. Any way l look at it, dinner had new and leftover food and it was fabulous.
Emily washes the dishes which made it easier for me to watch TV. We are going to bed early tonight. Big work day tomorrow.