Last night we had 2 couples over for dinner as we wanted to cook up some of the Halibut we caught in Westport. After everybody left, Jeramy looked at me quizzically and said with a tone of disbelief in his voice "Was that a dinner party?"
When I thing of the words "dinner party" I get visions of fancy food, wine and conversation about current events. Anybody who knows Jeramy and I realizes that we are nearly the antithesis of these things. So perhaps that is why our version of a "dinner party" involves fish and chips, heniken, and conversation about how to make a Suzuki Samurai off-road capable.