Fucking Floral Friday - The Flowers of Brooklyn

I am lucky enough that, despite my northern origins, I have been allowed to join The Southern Girls Supper Club that Kath started about a year and a half ago. We are a group of 8 who, about once a month, go to someone's house and enjoy a delicious home cooked meal. Last night we had spicy cucumber soup (cooled down with extra cucumbers for me, the weak tastebudded northerner), cheesy grits casserole, salmon, salad and a dessert of meringue, organic berries and homemade ice cream. It was delicious and a good time was had by all. You know, unless they were lying when they licked their plates clean.

I got a few pictures of the delicious hot house flowers that make up our number. Here's Kath with our champagne for rooftop cocktails.
Our hostess and chef for the evening, Anne.
Jenny Mac, our legal representation.
Kath took some snaps last night as well so I'm counting on her to post pictures of the rest of the gathering. I was too busy eating, drinking and catching up to do a thorough job. Here's the exquisitely set table. Anne decided we should go semi-formal this month so she brought out all the china, silver & linen. It was Gosford Park with better conversation.

Despite a glass or two extra of champagne I did get up and go this morning. I went to class and wrote for almost an hour afterward and have even canceled my Weight Watchers subscription. Thank you to everyone who reminded me. Without you I would be lost. And poor.

Happy Friday y'all, what are you having for dinner?