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Note: This post is photo heavy!
This weekend we
celebrated my grandfather’s 90th
birthday. Grandmommie planned a fabulous surprise party for her husband of
61 years in a pretty hotel far from the Strip in Vegas. A party room in the JW
Marriott was set in black and gold for over 30 guests, paying homage to my
Papa’s fraternity affiliation. My mother got memento menus printed with a photo
of my grandfather in his youth and each setting circled around the sepia print.
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After surprising
the birthday boy, tiny canapés like mini beef wellingtons and salmon topped
crackers were passed, wines were poured and beers were cracked open. Seated at
four polished tables, we ate four delicate courses— a salty crab cake resting
on a creamy sweet slaw chunky with mangoes; a fresh wedge of crisp iceberg drizzled
with dressing, blue cheese, diced red onions and tomatoes and crunchy bacon; a
choice of salmon with parsnip puree and tomato jam or tender pork loin with
Sambuca chutney, apples and braised pork belly; followed by a dessert trio
including a vanilla mousse with berry compote, a tangy lemon tart, and decadent
chocolate topped with peanut brittle.
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Friends and
family shared stories and laughs and tears about Papa, celebrating his many
decades of service to his community as an urologist and a father figure to his
relatives. And of course, there was birthday cake. As Julia Child said: “A
party without cake is just a meeting.”
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Happy 90th
Birthday, Papa! We wish you many more!
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