This year we have a smaller celebration than usual because George has torn his Achilles’ tendon and is still not terribly mobile even though he had the tear in August.
We meet for drinks at Karen and George’s house and have dinner at Piatti’s, a local favorite. Piatti’s has this olive oil, crushed pepper, and garlic dipping sauce that is so good. Of course, after eating hours d’ouevres at their house and dipping quite a bit of bread, I am barely hungry for dinner. So I take at least half home.
