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Fun! Although I have considered myself a grownup from the first time I paid somebody to give me a shot.

What WAS the menu???

Awww love it!!
SO GREAT seeing you!!! We had a blast and are feeling sooo grogggy this morning. (Cough) (Still hungover) We need to catch up again soonest!!

Love menus and agendas for spicing up a dinner party or an outing. For my husband's birthday each year I make him a breakfast in bed menu that he can order from, and I've done a few day trip outings with friends that had a Schedule of Events as part of the surprise for them (also for birthdays). It makes it all seem more official and for whatever reason - like that I'm hopelessly Type A? - it gets me more excited about the occasion. Would love to see what *your* first dinner party menu will look like!

Was dinner prepared straight from the annals of the Woman's Exchange Cook Book!? (They don't make mistakes, you know...)

LOL Christi.

When I saw the title of this blog post I was sure Sarah was going to share more of the Cook Book with us haha

Sounds like you had a lot of fun Sarah!

Take care, Chris

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