The Ambiance

I have been asked to comment on ambiance of the Connecticut Indian dinner. The location was stunning. Set at the end of a sul-du-sac on a typical suburban street, one is pleasantly surprised to discover a totally natural, wooded backyard with birdfeeders at every window. Inside, one finds interesting artwork line the walls: masks from all over the world. And photographs. Cool wildlife shots apparently from Africa. A portrait of a woman who appears to be from some far-eastern country. Colorful fabric wall hangings made from Indian saris. Other artwork that seems to make environmental and political statements: a painting of a large crow turning pages of a book titled “Quoth the Raven: Read Some More.” Even in the bathroom there is interesting artwork, all making statements about the interests and philosophy of the owner of this lovely establishment.

The tablecloth appeared to be from some foreign place, a dyed intricate pattern. The dishes were also unique, a lovely brown glaze with a diamond pattern imprinted around the edges. If one even noticed, the only flaw in the decor was the use of paper napkins in this otherwise natural, yet exotic setting.

The dinner company was especially entertaining. In addition to The Man and I, SG (Sandy’s Guy, the chef), and OD (our daughter), there was a charming, beautiful young woman who was a HOOT! Besides wishing that SG could come to Brookfield and cook for me, I wish I could invite HER to all of my parties. It might even be worth flying her in from CT just for the entertainment.

Other comments on the dinner location: The bathroom (shared male and female – hmmm) was immaculate. Just like yours and mine at home. Sometimes.

Stirring the Pot