About a month ago my parents came to town for a special occasion, my mother’s birthday. Being that we are observant Jews, going to a restaurant to celebrate on a Friday night, the eve of her birthday was out of the question, so I took it upon myself to gather the troops and get everyone together for a big celebratory dinner. Think “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” and you’ll pretty much see our dinner right in front of your eyes.
I like to think of myself as a perfectionist when it comes to decorating; when I get a vision in my mind of how I want something to look, I will stop at nothing until I get it just so. I don’t have the biggest of apartments, Jonathan and I live in a cosy 900 square feet apartment in Greenwich Village, with a table big enough to entertain 8 people comfortably. I however, like to make believe that we can easily fit 20 people, with just a little bit of a tight of a squeeze. Yes, I do have to add a foldable table, extend my own table as long as it will go, and find four benches to seat everyone, but I WILL make it work. And yes, all of this preparation can be a little stressful but the truth is, I love it…
This is just me getting started by the way. Once I’ve organized the figuration of the tables and chairs I then proceed to spend a few days running around Manhattan, scouring for things to ‘make’ the dinner. In this case, as I had chosen a Vineyard theme, that meant anything giving off a fresh yet rustic vibe. I think I have enough burlap, rope, and mason jars for a lifetime. And yes, I may have been that crazy lady running around New York stealing branches off of your old christmas tree, but just see how pretty it looks on my table!
What do you think? Let me know!