My husband's company's annual Holiday Party is held every year in January, when all the holiday festivities are done. It is held in historical Craneway Pavilion which used to be the site of the Ford Assembly Plant. A theme is chosen every year and employees are encouraged to arrive in costume. In my experience, very few people comply with this request.
This year's theme was PUTTING ON THE RITZ and as always the attendees are curious about the a)decor b)food c) who showed up.
The decor was as always up to snuff, the hors d'oeuvres were interesting - the lamb slider was superb, the vegetarian sushi was a flop to pescatarians - a combination of sliders and sushi. There were a few more which after a couple of months my ageing brain cannot recall them.
Excitement over the centerpiece every year, and each time the attendees never fail to talk about them.
Because we were eager to eat and go (we don't stay for the dancing anyway) we decided to take one of the closest tables towards the exit. It's a huge warehouse, large floor space. I remained on my seat and chatted with people I know who also decided to stay put while the husband made rounds to check on his former co-workers and friends. Former co-workers because he moved to another department in another city but still with the same company.
Then the food came. First off the wine selection was okay. The red wine hit the right spot in my palate, but my tablemate from Oz gave it a thumbs down. That's what wine is, it should appeal to one's personal taste bud. There is an open bar so that with the appetizers and the numerous glasses of wines and champagnes one is more than full when dinner is served much later.
Another beautiful couple.
The menu is simple.
First course is the colors of beets,oranges, goat cheese in horseradish vinaigrette.
Duo of chicken - roast chicken, chicken pot pie, roast vegetable, dried fruit chutney.
The gorgeous desserts plate consisted of a variety of sweets. I thought this dish compensated for the uninspired salad and the lackluster entree. If I knew I would have loaded up on lamb sliders. Actually that was the prevailing sentiment at the table during dinner.
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