For my American readers, this time of year is the magical time where excessive food and alcohol consumption is encouraged and we all pretend the calories don’t count. I’m not referring to Thanksgiving quite yet, however – this past weekend for many of us was the new-ish magical time known as Friendsgiving. For those who aren’t familiar, here’s a recipe to make your get-together as successful as ours was this past weekend.
Friendsgiving Recipe (Serves as many people as you invite)
YOU WILL NEED:
One (1) Nickname Posse (or whatever variation you have)
One (1) group email
One (1) group text
Eleven (11) bottles of wine
One (1) pitcher of homemade pear/rosemary cocktails
Two (2) pies of your making
Three (3) cheeses
One (1) trip to Whole Foods
TO MAKE YOUR FRIENDSGIVING PERFECT(ish):
- Start a group email chain about a month out with your Nickname Posse. Make sure that very little actual information is included, and use it more as a sounding board to annoy each other and plan other weekend activities.
- Decide against a potluck dinner because it’s complicated and the group is lazy, and instead order a fully-cooked meal from Whole Foods. Congratulate each other on fantastic planning.
- Two days prior, realize no one has confirmed important things like time of arrival and semi-formal dress code so send a group text with details.
- Allow group text to delineate into discussions of who’s showing up naked and who’s bringing assless chaps.
- Attempt to make pies the night before. Forget crucial ingredients, say “screw it” and drink wine with lovely friend and her boyfriend instead. Plan on making pies in the morning.
- Burn pie crust in the morning. Curse poor planning.
- Start drinking at 11 a.m. Someone has to test the cocktails, natch.
- Everyone shows up on time. Turn on football and hope the turkey will fit in the oven.
- Make adorable labels for all the food and somehow get everything in and out of the oven with a level of grace and decorum. Serve food to happy crowds.
- Realize by 4 p.m. everyone is pretty drunk and REAL full. Decide to take a walk around the Heights with the dogs. Neglect to tell a certain fashionista that it will be a legitimate “walk” so she’s forced to wander in stilettos. Find yourself impressed when she doesn’t complain.
- Eat pies upon return from walk. Eat too much. Like, way too much.
- Everyone falls asleep on the couch by 7 p.m.
- Everyone leaves full, happy and very tired by 7:30 p.m.
- Everyone promises to do this again next year by 7:45 p.m.
- Fall asleep by 9 p.m. following a very satisfying weekend.
I’ll list out things I’m thankful for later this week, but for now, let me just say a quick “toast”: To old friends, new friends, and to the family we choose. To my Nickname Posse, I love you all so dearly. And to Friendsgiving in 2015, where one hopes we’ll have learned self-restraint in the face of too many desserts.