Life has been lazy at our house today. I slept in then did little all day that required much mental or physical exertion except for my walk. It was part left-over fatigue from a busy week and part left-over mellowness from a delightful evening last night with friends. Gumbo Night 2015 is in the books.
By all accounts it was a success. The diners proclaimed the bowls of spicy goodness as "the best gumbo ever" but then I wouldn't expect them to label it as so-so. They'd worry Chef Wayne might not repeat his culinary masterpiece next January. It was pretty darn tasty though, the perfect middle to some great appetizers and desserts carried in by the good friends who joined us.
Even Brad dropped by for some gumbo. I suspect he was less than thrilled at the menu choice but he was a good sport to humor his parents anyway. Our Missouri friends, Tom and Durlene, were thrilled as they haven't seen him in decades. Our families spent many a weekend night together when we all lived in Kansas, the adults playing cards and the kids playing games or toys until they fell asleep on the couch. Lots of fun times.
I have Durlene to thank for the photos. I moved my camera to the desk in my kitchen, thinking it would be handy to grab and snap a few shots, but I was too focused on getting things ready that I never got around to it. Well, there was also some yummy appetizers to taste and friends to chat up that occupied my time too. Thankfully Durlene was quick with her camera phone to record some of the night's moments.
Brad commented after everyone left about what an amazing circle of friends we have and he's right. Our friendship with Tom and Durlene exceeds 45 years and with all the others in our little gang it's 25 years or more. They're not just friends; they're family.
Gumbo night is more than just putting a tasty Cajun stew on the table and enjoying it. It's a celebration of people who hold a special place in our hearts. Such good food. Such good friends. Such good times.