Ever the Entertaining Farmgirl I must host shin digs. It is my inner Martha Stewart. Our summer party is my favorite. Our friends are like dear family to us and to have everyone together is a blessing and a cause for celebration. We can stretch out when we have the party outdoors instead of crammed in the old farmhouse in the winter for dinner parties.
The weather started blustery, and rainy. Small chips of hail hit us from the side as we tried to figure out how to fit twenty people in the living room if the weather did not let up. An hour later, the temperature was perfect, the air fresh, and the sweetest party weather ensued.
We set up our farmers market tents in case the rain joined us later. The table was decorated simply with Santa Fe blankets and oil lamps. Twinkly lights strung across the yard (I thought ahead last year after Christmas) made the scene enchanting.
Our friend, Rodney, has a great system for music and karaoke and we are lucky enough to use his expertise and sound system for events at the farm. Joyous singing, from serious and astounding vocal performances (like Dave’s rendition of New York, New York. He was this close to making it on X Factor, the television show.), to the group performance and rousing remake of Bohemian Rhapsody.
The goats were a big hit and they did their best to show their most fantastic antics. Our little friend, Lucy, sure enjoyed the animals.
We set up the party after having our booth all day at the street fair. After three long days of farmers markets. The house was not spotless. We premade baked salmon with tropical barbeque sauce (fire ban here) and served it cold. I set a pot of baked beans to cook itself in the crock pot early that morning (2 cups of pinto beans, 5 cups of water, 1/2 bottle of barbeque sauce, a couple good shakes of liquid smoke, a dollop of Worcestershire, five swirls of molasses, and at the end a few teaspoons of salt.) In bean fashion, they weren’t quite done, but no one complained. Everyone brought a summery dish. Deviled eggs, bean salad, chips, fresh garden salad, pasta salad….the spread was mouthwatering. Friends don’t mind making it a pot luck. If almost everyone brings something, you will have enough food. Lots of wine and beer were enjoyed plus a little spiked lemonade courtesy of Pat and Rodney.
The conversation was great, the sunset was breathtaking, the music was hoppin, the food and drink were refreshing, and the summer party was a great way to take a breather from all the work required in the summer and enjoy the season. Get some folks together for an impromptu pot luck. Enjoy summer!