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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIDRnwyfCp7ImA9WhVbE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303</id><updated>2012-05-29T10:09:37.294-04:00</updated><category term="goodfoodstories" /><category term="jamie oliver" /><category term="starters" /><category term="salad" /><category term="brunch" /><category term="thanksgiving" /><category term="christmas" /><category term="newyearseve" /><category term="no-cook" /><category term="guest post" /><category term="mishaps" /><category term="valentine's day" /><category term="sauces" /><category term="birthdays" /><category term="design*sponge" /><category term="travel" /><category term="knive skills" /><category term="snacks" /><category term="tasting table" /><category term="what's for dinner" /><category term="bonappetit" /><category term="picnic" /><category term="OPP" /><category term="letters" /><category term="alinea" /><category term="desserts" /><category term="mabel" /><category term="victory" /><category term="spoon" /><category term="hors d'oeuvres" /><category term="etiquette" /><category term="politics" /><category term="main dishes" /><category term="weeknight dinners" /><category term="sides" /><category term="party tips" /><category term="music" /><category term="links" /><category term="edible gift" /><category term="misc" /><category term="cookbooks" /><category term="lunch" /><category term="obama" /><category term="housekeeping" /><category term="dessert" /><category term="giveaway" /><category term="shelterrific" /><category term="twitter" /><category term="dinners on the cheap" /><category term="drinks" /><category term="gluten-free" /><category term="rendang" /><category term="flowers" /><title>dinner party</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>461</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/adinnerparty/phhN" /><feedburner:info uri="adinnerparty/phhn" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYGSHw7fCp7ImA9WhVbEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-6409305856487634947</id><published>2012-05-29T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-29T09:28:49.204-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-29T09:28:49.204-04:00</app:edited><title>on laura</title><summary type="html">

I don’t have a sister, but if I did, I would choose my
friend Laura. I love everything about Laura, her enthusiasm, her smarts, her
ability to make people feel at ease, her sense of humor and her lighthearted nature. If we were sisters, I’d get to see her over the holidays, and on family
trips and we’d call each other on the regular. Although there would also be the
typical in-fighting and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/6E1J14E_I70" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/6409305856487634947/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=6409305856487634947" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/6409305856487634947?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/6409305856487634947?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/6E1J14E_I70/on-laura.html" title="on laura" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8o7HIxh0zX4/T8TO11AzNoI/AAAAAAAACwk/a43QDIbfLO8/s72-c/7273697974_f026206f4a_o.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/05/on-laura.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUNSXc6fip7ImA9WhVUEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-3465343570311026374</id><published>2012-05-14T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-14T09:31:38.916-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-14T09:31:38.916-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mabel" /><title>a note fromm mabel</title><summary type="html">




Mabel heere.



A teep frum me too yu. Wen yur mammee and daddee hav peeple
ovr and yu dont wont to hav a partee (be-cus they dont ask yu) fynd a gud plas
to hyde lik thee londree bas-kut. No won wil no! And thee kloths smel gud, a boneus.



Sincereely,

Mabel

ps: Mammee ses I hav an arkive now, whutevr that is. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/8urwjT1RslU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/3465343570311026374/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=3465343570311026374" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3465343570311026374?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3465343570311026374?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/8urwjT1RslU/note-fromm-mabel.html" title="a note fromm mabel" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIIj68XR_FA/T656uuEGs3I/AAAAAAAACvM/u0wA6SfXWwg/s72-c/P1080268.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/05/note-fromm-mabel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEASHczfyp7ImA9WhVVGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-3782050371181158291</id><published>2012-05-10T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-12T11:30:49.987-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-12T11:30:49.987-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="desserts" /><title>rhubarb upside-down cake</title><summary type="html">

Isn't it pretty? Let me tell you, though, this cake is a shape shifter.

I was expecting the traditional upside-down cake, which usually tastes like a basic yellow (or vanilla) cake with caramelized fruit. Somehow, probably because of some ingredient tinkering on my part, it was dense and moist, like a rhubarb upside-down cheesecake. Which is nothing to complain about!

The rhubarb, which had &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/ndTsbYRABwk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/3782050371181158291/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=3782050371181158291" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3782050371181158291?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3782050371181158291?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/ndTsbYRABwk/rhubarb-upside-down-cake.html" title="rhubarb upside-down cake" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2k4yyEBt_g/T6aX8jxOjlI/AAAAAAAACvA/bnI7XydAIl8/s72-c/P1080243.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/05/rhubarb-upside-down-cake.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEDQHs7eSp7ImA9WhVVGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-8193002738920603235</id><published>2012-05-07T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-12T11:31:11.501-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-12T11:31:11.501-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="main dishes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gluten-free" /><title>springing forward</title><summary type="html">

In spite of tormenting tree pollen, in spite of the warm-cold-freezing-warm-cold weather, in spite of April showers, I love spring. I can't help it. The leaves on the trees outside of our apartment came back this week and I can't stop looking at the bright tangle of yellow-green filling our front windows. When Dan and I walk Mabel around the neighborhood, I routinely force him to stop and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/n30DN0qW1j8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/8193002738920603235/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=8193002738920603235" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/8193002738920603235?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/8193002738920603235?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/n30DN0qW1j8/springing-forward.html" title="springing forward" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkVZSGFc84k/T6aRLjzkbmI/AAAAAAAACuk/0hmwucu9LO8/s72-c/P1080247.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/05/springing-forward.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAEQX06fCp7ImA9WhVVGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-3717561934742774568</id><published>2012-04-24T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-12T11:31:40.314-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-12T11:31:40.314-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="OPP" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weeknight dinners" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="main dishes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gluten-free" /><title>weeknight dinner: kale-ricotta pasta</title><summary type="html">

Last week, I hiked up the front steps of my friend Adrienne's house and rang the doorbell. Somehow I was right on time (I always seem to be too on time), in spite of a late train and lugging a ton of stuff. My arms were loaded down with my purse, a tote bag full of cookbooks -- if you're a friend, you're getting cookbooks from me whether you want them or not -- and another bag with wine, a lush&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/ewNyvDs44hk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/3717561934742774568/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=3717561934742774568" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3717561934742774568?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3717561934742774568?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/ewNyvDs44hk/weeknight-dinner-kale-ricotta-pasta.html" title="weeknight dinner: kale-ricotta pasta" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K8lu4Xqg5qo/T5Xqz-Pq-dI/AAAAAAAACuE/kHQTrysVNz4/s72-c/P1080237.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/04/weeknight-dinner-kale-ricotta-pasta.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQDSH44cCp7ImA9WhVXEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-812819923933032901</id><published>2012-04-10T09:00:00.026-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-10T11:06:19.038-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-10T11:06:19.038-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="links" /><title>what's cooking</title><summary type="html">Sorry, folks. I have not yet fully come out of dinner party hibernation. I blame my horrible spring allergies. The flowering trees are so pretty but being hit over the head with pollen does not inspire socializing. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t been at my stove, sniffling, cooking, and wondering whether it is smart to mix wine and Allegra. Living dangerously! 

In the meantime, here are a few &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/Jrm-Mqt3ka0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/812819923933032901/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=812819923933032901" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/812819923933032901?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/812819923933032901?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/Jrm-Mqt3ka0/whats-cooking.html" title="what's cooking" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NqtdW5rVe8o/T4OACHi4uzI/AAAAAAAACtE/eBV10D7QRO0/s72-c/P1080217.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/04/whats-cooking.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAGR386cCp7ImA9WhVVGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-7914419982804555096</id><published>2012-03-26T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-12T11:32:06.118-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-12T11:32:06.118-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weeknight dinners" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="main dishes" /><title>one-pan wonder</title><summary type="html">

I  haven't posted much lately because, frankly, there haven't been very  many dinner parties to write about. We've been holed up on the couch  with the dog, ordering in take out, having friends over for a drink  before having dinner out somewhere. And having our usual weeknight  eating-in-front-of-the-TV suppers. But warmer weather is here, which  always renews my enthusiasm for being social. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/J4ghjm595bQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/7914419982804555096/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=7914419982804555096" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/7914419982804555096?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/7914419982804555096?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/J4ghjm595bQ/one-pan-wonder.html" title="one-pan wonder" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y23Ypdwi35E/T29MUvYAXyI/AAAAAAAACs8/3vWZHsxqe5M/s72-c/P1080185.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/03/one-pan-wonder.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcFSXk4fSp7ImA9WhVREUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-9176551151347544740</id><published>2012-03-19T09:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-19T09:00:18.735-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-19T09:00:18.735-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="misc" /><title>past and present</title><summary type="html">Dan and I were in Florida a few weekends ago visiting family. Whenever we go home there is a family dinner of some kind. Lucky for us, our parents live in the same city -- and even luckier, they get along -- so everyone gets together for a meal at one family's house or the other. This time, my grandparents were in town visiting, so it was a large gathering: parents, grandparents, great uncles and&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/buae2ciMeCw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/9176551151347544740/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=9176551151347544740" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/9176551151347544740?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/9176551151347544740?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/buae2ciMeCw/past-and-present.html" title="past and present" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4gUQrCsAGXk/T2YOMRrNtfI/AAAAAAAACss/gXE7QeZvcoc/s72-c/6453857235_506bd8c2e3_b.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/03/past-and-present.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cMR3w7fCp7ImA9WhVTFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-286581103423236832</id><published>2012-02-28T09:00:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T17:44:46.204-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-28T17:44:46.204-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="giveaway" /><title>giveaway! win a copy of the 'joy the baker cookbook'</title><summary type="html"> Hi all! Today I'm giving away a copy of the brand-new, just-released-today Joy the Baker Cookbook! It's full of delicious-looking photos and even more delicious-looking recipes -- it definitely deserves a place on your bookshelf. Unless you hate butter and sugar. And if that's the case, we can't be friends.
To enter, please leave a comment here. I'll pick a winner by 5 P.M. E.S.T. Good luck!
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/UMERiJVJFQ0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/286581103423236832/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=286581103423236832" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/286581103423236832?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/286581103423236832?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/UMERiJVJFQ0/giveaway-win-copy-of-joy-baker-cookbook.html" title="giveaway! win a copy of the 'joy the baker cookbook'" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zjuczMmtwJA/T0lM72mdP4I/AAAAAAAACsk/-i4z4l9j75w/s72-c/Joy+the+Baker+COVER+ART.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/02/giveaway-win-copy-of-joy-baker-cookbook.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8ER387eSp7ImA9WhVTEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-1632086534142121066</id><published>2012-02-26T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T09:00:06.101-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-26T09:00:06.101-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="what's for dinner" /><title>what's for dinner, joy the baker?</title><summary type="html">Oh, Joy the Baker, how I admire you. You have such a breezy, charming blog, you've got a talent for making anything made with butter and sugar (and other things as well), and you have this great looking, sunshine-filled life in California. At least that's how it seems to this reader, anyway.

If you haven't discovered Joy's blog yet, do yourself a favor and click on over there. And once you've &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/INhJpp7uScU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/1632086534142121066/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=1632086534142121066" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/1632086534142121066?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/1632086534142121066?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/INhJpp7uScU/whats-for-dinner-joy-baker.html" title="what's for dinner, joy the baker?" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6v9d8h9bSU4/T0lJjpQ4__I/AAAAAAAACsc/91iyHvmMcdk/s72-c/-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/02/whats-for-dinner-joy-baker.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8FRn8_fyp7ImA9WhVUEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-3620945572010425347</id><published>2012-02-15T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-14T16:53:37.147-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-14T16:53:37.147-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mabel" /><title>a note fromm mabel</title><summary type="html">
  
Mabel heere.

Woh, look at me. I am soo sleepee. Mommee tuk thes peechtur after thes peeple-dog cam to my haus. They colled it a baybee. Wot is this? I thot. It loked like a leetle peeple but crowled on the flor and stol my toys lik a dog. And it beet Mommees fingur with its shorp teth. Wot was this theng theenking? Onlee I can do thees to Mommee!

The other peeple care-eed peeple-dog into &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/PoaeG_CrV64" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/3620945572010425347/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=3620945572010425347" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3620945572010425347?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3620945572010425347?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/PoaeG_CrV64/note-fromm-mabel.html" title="a note fromm mabel" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u1y-tsaMpz0/Tzan7tmyIoI/AAAAAAAACsM/dZbIYZOZosI/s72-c/P1080104.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/02/note-fromm-mabel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UEQng8fSp7ImA9WhRaEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-3331172237440973626</id><published>2012-02-12T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T09:00:03.675-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-12T09:00:03.675-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="valentine's day" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="links" /><title>link-o-rama, valentine's day edition</title><summary type="html">I'm not a huge fan of Valentine's Day, but I love any excuse to make something sweet. So if you're looking for last-minute treats to make for your valentine, or friends, or co-workers, here are some fun ideas.

Food + Wine's most beautiful desserts [via F+W]

Two-ingredient chocolate mousse [via Food52]

15 easy dessert recipes for Valentine's Day [via iVillage Food]

The Kitchn's best chocolate &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/H3W5ahWoGJY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/3331172237440973626/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=3331172237440973626" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3331172237440973626?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3331172237440973626?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/H3W5ahWoGJY/link-o-rama-valentines-day-edition.html" title="link-o-rama, valentine's day edition" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p_-A3guQS6w/TzamXcZnZnI/AAAAAAAACsE/RvUHZrlhRNw/s72-c/P1080081.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/02/link-o-rama-valentines-day-edition.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8ERX0zcSp7ImA9WhRbFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-6999480651445768066</id><published>2012-02-06T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T09:00:04.389-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-06T09:00:04.389-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="brunch" /><title>sleeper hits</title><summary type="html">Another weekend, another brunch. Maybe I should change the name of this blog to Brunch Party?

Thankfully, this brunch was more successful, food-wise, than the last one. There was also a bottle of prosecco involved, which makes everything taste better.
Our friend Julie came over to meet Mabel (and see us, of course) so I made a sausage and chard frittata, a pretty winter citrus salad with &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/U-DrFc5NL5Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/6999480651445768066/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=6999480651445768066" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/6999480651445768066?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/6999480651445768066?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/U-DrFc5NL5Y/sleeper-hits.html" title="sleeper hits" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BZRwiwFUFyc/Ty1h5ynHtCI/AAAAAAAACr8/3fwrqIsodCU/s72-c/P1080120.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/02/sleeper-hits.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcEQno8eCp7ImA9WhRUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-2028514696150314337</id><published>2012-01-30T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T09:00:03.470-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-30T09:00:03.470-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="brunch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mishaps" /><title>bad news brunch</title><summary type="html">Cute baby strikes again!

Cute baby (Aya, to the rest of the world) and her parents came over for brunch last Sunday and I had a very nice menu all planned out. And then they arrived and Mabel went a little nuts and I was so bewitched by Aya’s cuteness that I overcooked the fancy baked eggs.
I bought special ramekins to cook those damn eggs, and they ended up being practically hard boiled. D’oh!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/N2VWExnaxz0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/2028514696150314337/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=2028514696150314337" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/2028514696150314337?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/2028514696150314337?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/N2VWExnaxz0/bad-news-brunch.html" title="bad news brunch" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2CJHkZy2ZZk/TyQj041jcEI/AAAAAAAACrc/lOWP_13jesg/s72-c/P1080139.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/01/bad-news-brunch.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMESXo_fSp7ImA9WhRUFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-3668320188762577688</id><published>2012-01-26T09:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T09:00:08.445-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-26T09:00:08.445-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hors d'oeuvres" /><title>crostini with pears, goat cheese, thyme and honey</title><summary type="html">Is really, really good. You should make it now. And don't skimp on the black pepper. That is all.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/BObGRlAgcBc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/3668320188762577688/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=3668320188762577688" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3668320188762577688?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3668320188762577688?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/BObGRlAgcBc/crostini-with-pears-goat-cheese-thyme.html" title="crostini with pears, goat cheese, thyme and honey" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v68YsDFe4n8/TxydlbzWgeI/AAAAAAAACrM/6IJkvIPpQrI/s72-c/P1080128.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/01/crostini-with-pears-goat-cheese-thyme.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8EQXY_fSp7ImA9WhRUE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-6533780429361523000</id><published>2012-01-23T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T16:23:20.845-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T16:23:20.845-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="main dishes" /><title>the vegetarian question</title><summary type="html">Vegetarian dinner guests are often met with a mixture of disdain and contempt. Many chefs outright loathe people who don't eat meat. Vegans? Forget about it. 

All this hatred is so misguided. Vegetarians, in my experience, are downright apologetic about their lifestyle choice. "Oh, don't go out of your way," they'll say. "I'll eat around the meat!" I found myself saying this when I was &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/oTqLJglTFUo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/6533780429361523000/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=6533780429361523000" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/6533780429361523000?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/6533780429361523000?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/oTqLJglTFUo/vegetarian-question.html" title="the vegetarian question" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pf_0dPB_yc4/Txyc6-egFgI/AAAAAAAACq8/o-1u2oCAN48/s72-c/P1080135.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/01/vegetarian-question.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8ERHw_eyp7ImA9WhRVGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-5412221412976545338</id><published>2012-01-17T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T09:00:05.243-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-17T09:00:05.243-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="what's for dinner" /><title>what's for dinner, sarah schiear?</title><summary type="html">People, I found someone who likes to throw dinner parties as much as me. Or possibly more! Sarah Schiear, food editor and author of food blog 20something cupcakes, is a dinner party machine. Food Network, give this woman her own show! Whether she's hosting a cocktail party, a boozy brunch or a fancy dinner for two, she's an expert at crafting delicious menus (and cocktails, lots of cocktails). &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/-NSubMWx7rE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/5412221412976545338/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=5412221412976545338" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/5412221412976545338?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/5412221412976545338?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/-NSubMWx7rE/whats-for-dinner-sarah-schiear.html" title="what's for dinner, sarah schiear?" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTvQqoZw0UE/TwiLrhELBPI/AAAAAAAACq0/GXKnk48VvD0/s72-c/sarah.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/01/whats-for-dinner-sarah-schiear.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EBR3k7cCp7ImA9WhRVEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-831872779838805959</id><published>2012-01-09T09:00:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:34:16.708-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-11T11:34:16.708-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="misc" /><title>dinner party inspiration for 2012</title><summary type="html">I put up our new calendar in the kitchen last week. Nothing makes you feel more aware of the possibility and uncertainty of a new year as a blank calendar. Leafing through our 2011 calendar, I noticed all of the dinner dates and parties written on so many little white squares. What will this year bring? What friendships will be forged, which farflung friends will pay us a visit, how many precious&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/hstoT1qfuoo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/831872779838805959/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=831872779838805959" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/831872779838805959?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/831872779838805959?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/hstoT1qfuoo/dinner-party-inspiration-for-2012.html" title="dinner party inspiration for 2012" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D48vsaDrafE/TwiIZfXkdiI/AAAAAAAACqs/Ou1nmpp_8Gg/s72-c/P1030953.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2012/01/dinner-party-inspiration-for-2012.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcESXk8cSp7ImA9WhRXFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-3897369182392327476</id><published>2011-12-21T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T09:00:08.779-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-21T09:00:08.779-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mabel" /><title>a note fromm mabel</title><summary type="html">Mabel heer.

Mommee told me wot a creest-mas is, so i wont to weesh you a mery  creest-mas with manee bones and kookies and tumy skreetches and leezards  and al the theengs you wont. And laying on the bak of the cowch as much  as you wont. And if you dont have a creest-mas at your hous, I hope you  get manee treets aneway.

Hapy new yeare! 

Sinseerlee,
Mabel&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/4_tcBTdJiVU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/3897369182392327476/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=3897369182392327476" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3897369182392327476?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3897369182392327476?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/4_tcBTdJiVU/note-fromm-mabel_21.html" title="a note fromm mabel" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSZUajm6_hQ/TvE4fVFbAMI/AAAAAAAACqk/B7Hd-youAIM/s72-c/P1080073.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2011/12/note-fromm-mabel_21.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUCRX85cSp7ImA9WhRXE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-7322547100377189302</id><published>2011-12-19T09:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T10:07:44.129-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-19T10:07:44.129-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="main dishes" /><title>how i learned to stop worrying and love ham hocks</title><summary type="html">Throwing a dinner party is like learning to ride a bike. With practice, you get over that initial shakiness and stop worrying about crashing and (literally) burning.

I have plenty of practice, so it's not often that I am wracked with uncertainty about dinner parties. But then my friend Casey and I made plans for dinner on a Wednesday night and I had no clue what to serve.

Casey is one of the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/_sJGD4ZwgKw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/7322547100377189302/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=7322547100377189302" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/7322547100377189302?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/7322547100377189302?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/_sJGD4ZwgKw/how-i-learned-to-stop-worrying-and-love.html" title="how i learned to stop worrying and love ham hocks" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXcghH6n9CA/Tu5__1OpPNI/AAAAAAAACqM/jMWnNyaBwRo/s72-c/P1080078.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2011/12/how-i-learned-to-stop-worrying-and-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQBQnw4eCp7ImA9WhRXEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-2401808002250496560</id><published>2011-12-19T09:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T19:09:13.230-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-18T19:09:13.230-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hors d'oeuvres" /><title>a salad for all places</title><summary type="html">Maybe you’re expecting a detailed account of everything I cooked for Thanksgiving. If so, I am sorry to disappoint you. My mother-in-law hosted and made a lovely spread and I hardly cooked at all. Between writing about turkey for a solid month straight, traveling with an excited little dog, and being plain exhausted, I fell short in the cooking department this year. Of course I tried—I had a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/3eyVaYW_uiU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/2401808002250496560/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=2401808002250496560" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/2401808002250496560?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/2401808002250496560?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/3eyVaYW_uiU/salad-for-all-places.html" title="a salad for all places" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uDe_cZFhnys/TtpueqwDj8I/AAAAAAAACp0/rBssd7YXdLQ/s72-c/P1070926.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2011/12/salad-for-all-places.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YFQn45eip7ImA9WhRQGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-5620329494870895474</id><published>2011-12-15T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T12:11:53.022-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-15T12:11:53.022-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="edible gift" /><title>italian pickled vegetables</title><summary type="html">It’s holiday gift time! Like you, I have joined the bleary-eyed mob, searching for sweaters and scented soaps and anything that seems remotely “gift-worthy,” as the lady mags say. While it can be fun picking things out for people, all of this consumerism gets to me and I have to counteract it with some made-from-scratch presents. 

I’ve made pepper jelly and mustard and candy and always make &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/Qclvv73ekc0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/5620329494870895474/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=5620329494870895474" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/5620329494870895474?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/5620329494870895474?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/Qclvv73ekc0/italian-pickled-vegetables.html" title="italian pickled vegetables" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jM0QbZrMrjQ/TukE9NdzqpI/AAAAAAAACqE/I9ELfaaOLow/s72-c/P1080059.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2011/12/italian-pickled-vegetables.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcEQHo4cCp7ImA9WhRRF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-1542275861135365559</id><published>2011-12-01T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:00:01.438-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-01T09:00:01.438-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="misc" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mabel" /><title>a note fromm mabel</title><summary type="html">Mabel heer.
Peepel hav askt me to rite agen so I wil tel you my doings. So Mommee and Daddee put me in a smoll bag, very ruff-like, and we went in a noysee thing to a werm gud-smelling place calt floreda for theenks-geeving. 
I stil dont know wat a theenks-geeving is, but manee peepel wer ther. I  jomped on them to say hello and sneefed the fud but did not eet any  becuz I am gud now. Mommee and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/9boKTSeZtNg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/1542275861135365559/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=1542275861135365559" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/1542275861135365559?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/1542275861135365559?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/9boKTSeZtNg/note-fromm-mabel.html" title="a note fromm mabel" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9rPn_dIg2qQ/TtbdFQLS5EI/AAAAAAAACpk/3_yiCM_6-pE/s72-c/P1080041.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2011/12/note-fromm-mabel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcGQH88eCp7ImA9WhRSGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-3795513126690950988</id><published>2011-11-21T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:00:21.170-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-21T09:00:21.170-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="links" /><title>link-o-rama, turkey day edition</title><summary type="html">
I'm taking off for Thanksgiving, but not without several links to help you firm up those last-minute turkey day menu plans. This year, my mother-in-law is doing the honors, but I am bringing my cranberry sauce and a dog who may or may not behave.

However you're spending Thanksgiving, have a great one!

55 side dishes for Thanksgiving [via iVillage Food]

5 ways to dress up boxed stuffing [via &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/6UCjOxKBfXc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/3795513126690950988/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=3795513126690950988" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3795513126690950988?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/3795513126690950988?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/6UCjOxKBfXc/link-o-rama-turkey-day-edition.html" title="link-o-rama, turkey day edition" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MvAe4IoV1Yo/TsLf8pz9V_I/AAAAAAAACpE/bY9H-ZQqBRU/s72-c/P1040204.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2011/11/link-o-rama-turkey-day-edition.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAESX84eip7ImA9WhRSEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214773609385433303.post-6297718898420115679</id><published>2011-11-14T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T14:25:08.132-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-14T14:25:08.132-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="main dishes" /><title>sweet potato ravioli with cheese broth</title><summary type="html">As my furry correspondent reported, dinner did not go so well the other weekend. You know, biting and all. But it was her first dinner party so I chalk it up to nerves.

It was still fun, however. We drank many gin and tonics and listened to the new Wilco album (very good) and celebrated some great news and marveled at the cuteness of Mabel and ate one of my favorite dishes in all of Brooklyn: &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~4/cEQfcj3HINw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.adinnerparty.net/feeds/6297718898420115679/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214773609385433303&amp;postID=6297718898420115679" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/6297718898420115679?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214773609385433303/posts/default/6297718898420115679?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/adinnerparty/phhN/~3/cEQfcj3HINw/sweet-potato-ravioli-with-cheese-broth.html" title="sweet potato ravioli with cheese broth" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01505425216699416546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eaIRVI8j1Ag/SeozGZ5GrKI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oz5kPpt_CDA/S220/P1010873.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xu-_J8KLtHc/Tr_-ldB0I5I/AAAAAAAACo0/7LkqvJkizYY/s72-c/P1070934.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.adinnerparty.net/2011/11/sweet-potato-ravioli-with-cheese-broth.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

