2 Much Fun
The Fabulous RJ threw another fantastic party last night. An Alice in Wonderland-themed halloween do.In attendence, the Queen of Hearts (RJ her own self, and looking absolutely divine), a Queen of Hearts with an accompanying executioner, 1 Knave of Hearts, 1 Old Father William (who would not balance an eel on his nose, nor allow us to stand him on his head, damn it), 2 Hookah Smoking Caterpillars (neither with a smoking hookah, damn it), 2 White Rabbits (one with fan and kid gloves), 2 Gardeners (complete with red paint... for the white roses), assorted playing cards, 1 Alice, and 2 Flamingos (with a squeeky hedgehog ball).
There was a croquet game set up in the back yard, with internally lit balls (trippy) and neon hoops. There was a spread.
Have I ever mentioned that the RJ is someone who cooks quite well, and understands that cooking is a competitive sport? Well, last night we had deviled eggs, a rose-shaped red velvet cake with little assistant rose-shaped cakelets, mushroom tarts (one side makes you taller), card suite-shaped canapes, and zombies. Many were drunk. Make of that sentence what you will.
Thanks, RJ. It was a swell evening.
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You forgot the THIRD Queen of Hearts with her King, the Mad Hatter and the heart-shaped cheesecake (my other pride & joy!). So that’s who the fan left behind belongs to. I’m still finding pink feathers and pink glitter ALL over the house and backyard… not yours, Dahling; the other flamingo seemed to be in moltus extremis.
Changing the subject: There are “Bushies” all over the Metrorail stations! I’m afraid I wasn’t as gracious as perhaps I might have been, but when 2 of them approached me to try to shove literature at me, I just smiled and said “Not a snowball’s chance in hell, sweethearts.” Now really - I’m wearing my Kerry button and my little Democratic Donkey. How stupid could they be????
AARRGGGHHHHH!!!! The first version of my post DID mention the Mad Hatter. But mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa, I did NOT mention the heart-shaped cheesecake. And only because, perhaps, I was still in insulin shock from it.
Allow me to go on at length over the quality of this cheesecake. Lindy’s would have been proud. It was dense, and creamy, and rich. The top had nary a crack or a blister, but was as golden and smooth as a well-made creme brulee.
I wept when I saw it. And cursed RJ a teensy bit, because she knows I don’t do a cheesecake.
Show off.
WHAT a great costume!! DAMN you people really know how to do Halloween down there don’t you?