Sunday night my long-time buddy and almost-same-named friend Daniele (Dani, she prefers) decided to have a little dinner party, Greek themed–save for the red velvet cupcakes and French wine/tea/cookware. It ended up as a great exercise in group cooking, Dani making spicy feta dip, flatbreads (from scratch!), and painfully delicious baklava, little brother Abe & Esha on tzatziki/Greek salad/fish duty, and me, painstakingly documenting the entire process (kidding, kidding…but seriously, I didn’t contribute anything.) I had my grape-leaf earrings (made by Mom, aww family blah blah) on and I was ready to embrace my inner Dionysus and feast like Mt. Olympus was crumbling. And feast we did.
Open this in a new tab, grab your best plate to smash (I hold no responsibility if you take this advice) and enjoy.
This sumptuous feast looks unbelievably…well, sumptuous. You simply must give me the name of your cooks *ostentatious voice* haha. You know, I had my doubts about your little hipster camera but it really does get the job done. Job well done on documenting a night of the usual obscenities and Aegean festivities. I expect to see more blackswanning in the near future.
OPA!
These are such lovely photos!!