Sunday, December 6, 2009

The Legend of SMDP


 
 
 
 

About 10 years ago, on the island of Manhattan, a tradition was born. Four single girls, best friends, sisters, and best friends again, would gather on a Sunday night to eat delicious meals, drink plenty of wine, and watch Sex in the City. They would rotate apartments, each of them delighting in hosting - the Upper East Side, Queens, The Upper West Side, The East Village. The size of the apartment never mattered, and thus the name was born. The Super Mini Dinner Party. And no matter where anyone moved to, the tradition was continued.

Sex and the City aired it's final episode and DVD's were brought out. Reruns were enjoyed, discussed, and dissected. Then the movie came out. More dinner parties ensued. Girls moved out of the city and yet, the tradition was continued. Lives became more complicated and yet, the tradition continued.

On Friday night, they gathered again. From all parts of the East Coast - by car, by train, by foot. There were smiles, laughter, clinking glasses of wine, and yes - delicious food. Asparagus wrapped with prosciutto was devoured, followed by a platter of chopped heirloom cherry tomatoes, super fresh Burrata cheese and a balsamic reduction. Finally, a tray of fresh-out-of-the oven mushroom lasagna - an adapted recipe from The Barefoot Contessa only with more cheese. A dessert plate arrived on the table - a gorgeous array of pastries from Zabars.

The hours flew by as there was much to catch up on. With full bellies and smiling faces they departed, happy to ring in the holiday season with such a wonderful and beloved tradition.

5 comments:

adele said...

I do dinner with friends from law school every week. (Though we watch House rather than Sex in the City.) It's good stress relief. :)

Anonymous said...

Love it...."Old friends are best friends"....
LM

Anonymous said...

I agree with LM - old friends are the best friends and are your friends for life. Good food helps...........

Amy @ Frugal Mama said...

This sounds delicious -- both the tradition and the food, of course. I love that you continue this ritual, even while people move farther away and life changes (including the show).

The picture of the burrata is making me drool. Now, that is decadence.

Becca said...

i wish i could be there for smdp! we used to do wednesday night dinner - me, aaron, grover, caroline would take turns cooking and then watching west wing (shows how long ago this was). it was one of my favorite traditions, and we still have a cookbook of all the recipes we made on those nights!

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