Sunday, June 12, 2016

Lunch for 6

A close friend from undergraduate school (we're talking a long time ago) texted me Friday morning before Memorial Day, letting me know he would be in town, and would I like to get together for lunch with mutual friends at a place a couple blocks away? Sure, I said. But why not meet at my place? We'd have a much better time, right?  

So we did. 

I ran out to the market and bought three pounds of salmon, which I poached to perfection with blanched French beans and boiled potatoes—the salmon served with a garlic sauce—courtesy of Mark Bittman. Dessert was an apple tart from a fabulous French bakery around the corner. 

Since we were six, I put out the six salt cellars I hardly ever use, along with six ivory knives from London which I found at the flea here in Manhattan, which, unfortunately, no longer exists—the building having been torn down to make way for a skyscraper. 

The table was set in a flash: I threw on all the antique glass paperweights I could find, along with a gothic candlestick (also from the flea market), and a glass-clawed table leg that was turned into an objet by my father. 

Snap went the picture before a green candle was found, while a guest—unbidden—brought orange tea roses.

There is nothing better than being with wonderful friends. 


  1. entertaining friends at home is just a wonderful thing -we do it all the time! so much more enjoyable, less expensive, and it's so rare anymore that friends always are so honored by it. This restaurant craze is a bit insane.

  2. You say it well, ArchitectDesign. This one was done on the fly too! Fun! Thank you for your comment!

  3. Lovely table! Surely a lovely and warm dinner! Love it all!

    1. Thank you very kindly for your comment, Mora.


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