|Part of the BREAD NIGHT spread. Eating bread while listening to Bread. In the dinner & music party queue: Spoon, Cream, and the Platters. Any more suggestions?|
|More bread, situated below my favorite painting of Vaclav's, The Party. He brought WWII bread and some absolutely amazing Bullet bourbon. I can't bake, so I made a goat cheese and caramelized onion/balsamic spread, as well as an olive, garlic, and caper organic compound butter.|
|About 1/3 of the Bread Night attendees. We had cozy couch chatty times, drew all over the chalk board (which naturally turned hilariously uncouth), and took turns going into bread comas.|
|Following Bread Night we played a couple of parlor games at another location. And this happened.|
|Jake's cat spend a solid five minutes doing this, totally still. Literally five minutes. And "literally" in its proper usage here, babies.|
Saturday night outfit
Shirt: Gifted that day by Carissa. The shirt reads, "Night Burglar" in a script font. Who doesn't love 'coons!?
Sweater: A million years old, and hand-embellished on a whim years ago, $5.00
Necklaces: Weasel pendant from Carissa, flower in resin from my Great Aunt Marlene's estate, vintage guilded talon, $.50
Pants: Not pictured, bright green jeans, $8.00
Shoes: Not pictured, purple lace-ups from Tom's shoes, Christmas gift.
Approximate total: $13.50