Sunday, November 29, 2009

I went to a garlic party ...

... to reminisce with some old friends ... and of course gorge on garlic!

The party concept is quite simple: Everyone brings a garlic-loaded dish, and a bottle of wine or other beverage, to share with like-minded garlicophiles. After we converse and fill our bellies, the music is cranked up and we hit the dance floor. It's a wonderful night, something I greatly look forward to every year on the Saturday before Thanksgiving.

This party has become somewhat of a local legend during its 30 years of existence; it has even been featured in local newspaper stories. It attracts somewhere between 60 and 140 guests, depending on the year, the weather, etc. I went to my first one in 1988, when I was a student in a master's-level class taught by the host, and I've been going pretty much ever since, missing only about three or four in the past 21 years.

Alas, the 30th annual Garlic Party was the last one. The hosts are, understandably, tired ... of all the set-up and break-down labor ... of being committed for the weekend before Thanksgiving each and every year ... of being tied down to Boca Raton (they're retired and plan on doing some extensive traveling) .

Luckily, my good friend Cori, who happens to live just a few doors away from the hosts, has volunteered to carry on the tradition, and maybe even morph it a bit into a newer version. It will be different, for sure. But the date will be the same. And it's already penciled in on my 2010 calendar.

Long live the Garlic Party!


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