Len had been up until midnight the night before preparing this epic feats. He is truly in his element in the kitchen, and it is a thing of wonder to behold:)
He is the chef with all the equipment that comes out of capacious cupboards, and places unknown. There is two of everything and a professional cook top and oven and warming drawer to keep things hot.
I marvel at his ability to juggle all the dishes at once, but he is super organized and everything tasted perfect! It is always a treat to taste something new and find out about cultural traditions. Len's sister Janet was at hand to help if needed (mostly not! ) and she made many of the delicious desserts.
But I am getting ahead of myself...
Len, on the left behind the bar, Stef, her mom Heidi (here from Olympia, Washington) and Len's sister Janet, with Waz.
Mr and Mrs Brown...It was cool enough last night to necessitate the wearing of a long sleeved blouse!...then I rolled the sleeves up:)
The yeast dough for the Zeppole...Deep fried balls of dough which can include something savory or sweet in the middle, or just fried plain and dipped in icing (powdered) sugar...YUM!! Len did both plain and some with anchovies (called Alege? or alezhe? ) in the middle, which were superb.
I remember eating something similar to these when I lived in Venice...only they had a satiny cream custard filling...they were a daily staple for me, along with an espresso:)
We were offered and supplied with drinks at the bar when we first arrived, and then the food began arriving also. First up was the Jumbo shrimp with a fantastic cocktail sauce...made from scratch by Len, and included Horseradish, which gave it an excellent flavor. Then the hot scallops wrapped in bacon. Nothing beats the smell of cooking bacon, to my nose. They were delicious also.
Friends started arriving...Tony is Len's business partner and long time special friend. His parents were Sicilian immigrants to the USA, and ran an Italian bakery in New York. They were formerly farmers, in Sicily, but coming to a new country, they had to have a way to make a living, and baking was the obvious choice, with so many other Italian immigrants in the city. Tony regaled us with stories of how he started work in the bakery at age 11, graduating through the various 'chores' before being allowed to do the baking by age 17. Fascinating:)
Perfect!
Len doesn't sit down to the meal with the rest of us, and I had been warned not to chide him for that...it is what it is!
Before sitting down at the table, we gathered around the kitchen counter to sample the food off the assembly line.
After we sat down, the food arrived...and arrived...and arrived some more...
Marmalade was served with the sweet potato fries, tartare sauce for the crab cakes, butter to go with the handmade Italian rolls...
Janet made the delicious chock full of meat crab cakes. I am something of a crab cake connoisseur...in case you hadn't noticed....I eat them whenever possible!
I think we counted 9 seafood dishes. Apparently there has to be an odd number for a real Italian Feast:) Traditionally 7, I am told.
Then came the coffee and dessert!...yep! more food!!Ruth and Carl brought the Italian pastries, made locally....Cannoli and Choc. eclairs....
Janet was obviously a busy cook too, and made the following...
Pignoli cookies (pine nut) and Calzone, which are pastry crescents stuffed with chestnut puree and chocolate.
Pizelle (the snowflake rounds in the center), ginger snaps, shortbread and sugar cookies, also made by Janet.
Our gracious and incredibly generous Host and Hostess, Len and Stefania
Post dinner, we decided not to wait for the midnight deadline...it was 11pm-ish, anyway...and get into the gift giving/unwrapping. I was designated hander-outer, and Tony was the paper/trash picker-upper.
Len got a bit carried away with the decorations...deciding that once the baby has arrived, he will kind of ummm..'gift-wrap' himself for Stefie! ..nice going, Len:)
'Oscar the terrible' couldn't get enough of the action. He checked out everything under the tree, and then did the rounds of the opened gifts.
He is one of three cats, the other two being sibling of the Rag Doll variety....one of which didn't photograph well...
I think this is the brother, Topper, checking out which of the other cats had been sleeping on the sofa, last. The female is Tiffany.
And so a very good night was had by all. We had full tummies, full hearts, and much admiration for the host and hostess, preparing the dinner and decorations and orchestrating the whole shebang!
We are grateful for family, friends and neighbors who take virtual strangers into their homes and shower them with goodwill and hospitality.
Thank You to them all.
Tomorrow?? Christmas Day!
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