The pleasure of sharing DP8
Christmas at the Karnes has come and gone but the golden
glow of memory lingers to remind us all of the interplay
of long-time friends and a delight in good food.
Starting in 2003, DP8 Christmas @ Karnes has now reached
its dozenth edition, each twelfth an enjoyable piece of
the meld of pleasant times, refreshed, at times, by
reviewing past write-ups. And narrating from memory of
the variety of Christmas favors bestowed upon the
attendees, Sheila reminded us of the Karneses
largesse.
This years weather gods looked favorably upon us,
with average to slightly above average temperatures
combined with a few warm days to help disassemble the
snow packs we had accumulated. Anyone looking for
snow cover might have been disappointed but most of us
were relieved.
Kalli once again greeted each arriving couple, with a
more polite welcome than in past years (especially after
some timely reminders from Mom & Dad), and we
deposited gifts under the tree, yielded our coats to
Chay, admired the Christmas decorations, welcomed those
present and then those arriving, found a glass to fill,
espied deviled eggs, and thus began the evening. The
anticipation of another Christmas event had now morphed
into experience.
Despite Debs best attempts to suggest that the
communal gathering could be other than the
kitchen/stove-top/island, we, as usual, congregated
around the island, sometimes all ten of us. After initial
greeting and health checks, we delved into our variety of
topics as one followed another interrupted by another
outdone by another reconfirmed by another and on it went.
Even though food has been the impetus of our group,
socializing is not far behind, and we accomplished both
this evening. So, enough of the anticipatory stuff, and
on to foodAppetizers
==> Tray of deviled eggs,
topped with layers of bacon bits, cheddar cheese, and
then more bacon bits
==> A quiche-esque
preparation of spinach and gruyere
Salad
==> Large wooden bowl of
romaine, kale, Kalamata olives, and shaved
parmesan-reggiano
==> Homemade roasted
pepper balsamic vinegar salad dressing
Intermezzo
==> Lime/lemon/orange
sorbet
Entrée
==> Long white platter
laden with slice of beef tenderloin
==> Twice baked stuff
potato casserole, piping hot, topped with cheddar shreds.
==> Long green beans,
seasoned with lemon zest, roasted pine nuts, and grated
parmesan
==> Spoon rolls, enhanced
with garlic and parmesan
Dessert
==> A moist, creamy
dark-chocolate bundt cake, infused with orange,
butterless but mayonnaise dense; awaiting the homemade
chocolate-orange sauce
==> Ice cream
==> Charlene Hull cherry
pie
==> Charlene Hull lemon
meringue pie
==> Double plate of
homemade Christmas cookies
Drinks
==> Chateau Ste
Michele Cabernet Sauvignon, Prosecco, Scotch, sodas, an
additional medley of reds and whites
The table setting reminded us of the
Karneses Christmas touches. This years table
favor was an organic deer, composed of pine needle fur,
cedar chip spots, small stick antlers, set on a foam core
and a white brushy snow cover.
The usual break between entrée and dessert found us
wandering to a living room chair, awaiting the
number-draw container to start the
I-dare-you-to-steal-my-goodies gift exchange. Judy, whose
second most important reason for traveling from VA was to
steal some Christmas spirit, picked the #2, the worst
position to steal, but steal she did, and she pressured
Tim, unsuccessfully, to do her bidding when it came his
time!
We
managed, in the few hours present, to catch up on news.
Number one was the attendance of the Virginia-based
Adamses, renewing their DP8 Christmas attendance.
(Note #1: DP8 was DP10 again this year, with Mike and
Sheila again gracing this Christmas dinner.)
Talk of winter plans, and travel plans, and more that
will be left unlisted filled the evening.
(Note #2: DP8 coincided with Deb Ks birthday which,
despite a kind and generous spirit, somehow encourages
the outpouring of tasteless and humorous cards.)
Note #3: We arriving attendees, as always, applaud and
appreciate Chay and Debs generosity. However, it
must be noted that Deb outdid even her usual efforts,
with the preparation of nearly all the menu this year,
necessitating an even louder thank you from us. And
another goes to the now retired Chay for his
behind-the-scenes coordination. (go ahead and say it
Chay! I wonder how I found time while I was
working!)
So ends 2014, and 2015s start
will witness DP8 #146
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