Out For Evening Eats And A Celebration

Isn’t Suzanne so cute you can’t even stand it?!
Yup. We ate it all.
Glamour ruled the evening.
The fabulosity was evident.
My naked guava sorbet.

STANZA, one of our fave restaurants in SLC, put on a elaborate Pride dinner last Wednesday. Of course, I had to don the gay apparel rainbow Bow Tie o’ the Evening for the event. We had a savory 7-course meal, designed by “our” chef. His name is Paul, and we always call him “our” chef although we have never actually met him—because I know somebody who knows him, and that counts as sort of a personal relationship, as far knowing local stars is concerned. We eat at STANZA often, and I’m sure I’ll meet him one day soon.

STANZA brought in a kickin’ drag show to entertain the crowd as we dined. Suzanne drank a few boozy special occasion cocktails, so I drove us home in her car—which she never lets me drive unless she’s feeling a bit o’ the buzz. To prove to y’all I was sober, I include this photo of my Diet Coke and my meal’s 4th course: guava sorbet, but sans the Grand Marnier liqueur with which it was supposed to be covered. The waiter was happy to oblige me when I asked, “Can you please bring my sorbet without adding the fun ingredient?” The naked sorbet was plenty yummy, but it wasn’t as pretty or booze-riddled as Suzanne’s. 🍹🍸🍷

Have I Ever Mentioned How Much I Love My Mother?

Mom and Skitter entertain the troops.
Mom’s loves to wear earrings and eat KFC coleslaw.
Mom was full of stories and political opinions Saturday.
Mom just had to show Skitter her box of jewelry.
Skitter sits all amazed.
Mom’s got Skitter, a bag of Swedish Fish, and a new phone. Yay!

Wood Bow Tie o’ the Day joined us for a Saturday jaunt to visit Queen Helen of Delta. We loaded up the car with Swedish Fish and KFC coleslaw, two of Mom’s fave edibles. Our mission was to deliver Mom a new-fangled flip phone to replace her old-fangled flip phone which had ceased to do its one job, which is to keep Mom connected to her begats and her pals. She seemed pleased with the new phone because it functions exactly like the one it’s replacing. Mom has made it very clear to me that she does not want a smarter phone because, at nearly 92, she does not want to have to learn one more damn thing (her swear word, not mine). Mom fell in love with the goldfish-in-a-bag earrings I was wearing, and I fell in love with her blue crystal earrings. I don’t recall seeing them before, but they are the color of her dreamy blue eyes. Note to self: Steal Mom’s ice-blue earrings on next visit.