Dinner at Home

Tonight, we finally had friends over for dinner. When we first moved in, we planned on having a big house warming party, but that failed. Then we tried for a 50′s themed Summer BBQ…that never happened either. You see, this house was made for entertaining. We have a huge kitchen, two ovens, a semi-industrial stove, a butler’s pantry, a large main room with a fireplace, and an expansive yard. This house wants to party. And because I’m a girl, I’ve always dreamed about throwing fancy dinner parties. You know, ’cause it would be fancy. I like the idea of entertaining, having people over, cooking, and setting the table.

I recently read an article that summed up my desire to entertain. To paraphrase, it said that entertaining it part selflessness and part selfishness. On the one hand, you want to provide a nice evening for your friends, but on the other hand, you want them to adore you for doing so. Life centers around food. The dinner table is the cornerstone of every house. It’s where you eat, get to know people, play games, and discuss important things. Doing all those things over a beautiful table setting and delicious food only heightens the experience.

I would call tonight a success. I was thrown off by a timing mishap in which I was originally told our guests would arrive at 7:30, but they were told 7pm. Otherwise, everything went swimmingly. I prepared an appetizer with sourdough bread cut into thin slices topped with cheese (I forget which, my sister knows…the soft one from Christmas) and apricot preserves, which tastes like marmalade. I followed this with an apple and almond salad topped with raspberry vinaigrette. The entree was vegetable penne rigate with a homemade pesto sauce – OMG, it was so good. For desert, Greek yogurt with blackberries and honey drizzled on top. It was all so delicious, I even surprised myself. I’m always amazed when I cook something good. I usually imagine it won’t ever be as good as it’s meant to be, or that somehow it will be lacking. Somehow, I’ve turned into a pretty great cook, if I do say so myself. Surprise! I guess it’s because I love it and I really try to put a lot of thought into the meals I prepare.

After dinner, we retired to the main room, drank coffee and talked away the hours. It was frickin’ delightful. Naturally, it helps to have delightful guests. We had Dave and Jason over and both of them are quite lovely and so much fun to be around.

I’m really digging this entertaining thing. The whole dinner took about an hour to prepare, maybe a little more. I got most of my recipes from the Food Network website and don’t tell anyone, but the penne was a Rachel Ray 30 Minute Meal. Who knew you could make fresh pesto pasta in less than 30 minutes? It all looked so lovely, I wish I’d taken pictures. I wanted to, but ran out of time. Maybe next time. Oh, and by the way, you’re supposed to toast the pine nuts, but I burnt them a little. Didn’t seem to matter. Oh and Greek yogurt? The bomb. Desert only took 5 minutes to make.

I can see more dinner parties in our future. I love it. Total grocery cost was about $100.00 which ends up being about $25.00 per plate – about what you’d spend at a semi-fancy restaurant, but in this case, you get the comfort of home and the pride in doing it yourself. You could probably do it for less, but we bought everything fresh and got it all from Whole Foods…which I imagine bumps the price up a bit.

My sister recently asked me if I was planning on becoming a house wife. Not that she meant any malice by it, but it later occurred to me that Morticia Addams was a house wife. A pretty good one too. But no, not really. I have a career and my own interests. I also really, really like being around my friends and serving them kick ass meals. I figure, I can do both. If you can have your cake and eat it too, why not? The best part about this is that it’s actually really easy to entertain. Easier than you think. There’s something quaint and old fashioned about having people over for dinner. Something magical as if your taking yourself back to a better place in time when people had the forethought to do these sort of things. It helps that we have vintage 1950′s dinnerware. And now to figure out how to invite people over with hand written invitations. Or is that taking it too far?

Tonights Menu:

Appetizer: Sourdough bruschetta topped with soft cheese and apricot preserves
Salad: Apple, almonds, mixed greens, and raspberry vinaigrette.
Entree: Penne Rigate pasta, asparagus, thin green beans, and homemade pesto sauce.
Dessert: Greek honey flavored yogurt with blackberries and honey drizzled on top.
After Dinner: Coffee and leftover Christmas cookies.

The Kaffiyeh Kontroversy

You may have heard that a recent Dunkin Donuts ad featuring Rachel Ray in a kaffiyeh-like scarf was pulled from the tele-tubes. Michelle Malkin, the conservative columnist that blew the whistle on Ray’s fashion statement said this: …the traditional scarf of Arab men
that has come to symbolize murderous Palestinian jihad.

What exactly is a Kaffiyeh and why are Dunkin Donuts and Michelle Malkin afraid of it?

According to Wikipedia:

The keffiyeh (Arabic: كوفية‎, kūfīyä; plural: كوفيات, kūfīyāt) is also known as a shmagh, shemagh or yashmag (شماغ, šmāġ), a ghutra (غترة, ġuträ), a hatta (حطّة, ḥaṭṭä) or a mashada (مشدة, and is a traditional headdress of Arab men, made of a square of cloth (“scarf”), usually cotton, folded and wrapped in various styles around the head. It is commonly found in arid climate areas to provide protection from direct sun exposure, as well as for occasional use in protecting the mouth and eyes from blown dust and sand.

You can read more about the kaffiyeh and why it’s not necessarily a symbol of Palestinian allegiance here.

Even though the kaffiyeh has some ties to Yasser Arafat, Socialism and Liberation Magazine states the black and white checkered scarf is more a symbol of solidarity than one of violence. “Thousands of women and men, young and old, now wear the kaffiyeh proudly as a symbol of resistance and solidarity with the Palestinian struggle.

A blogger at Kuwait-Style.com says this about the trend:

This isn’t the first time the chmaq has been the subject of a fashion trend. So the international world decided to play it safe and keep it as a scarf, how many years ago did Kuwaiti girls design and then walk around in skirts with the chmaq pattern? Do you remember? Thankfully it was a passing phase but only a few seasons ago girls were sporting bags made out of that material. That habba was popular throughout the Gulf. Now the West has caught on.

So here we have a traditional garment of some non-Western land turned fashion statement. What’s the difference between the uber-hip kaffieyh and the Nehru Jacket (named after the 1st prime minister of India)? Or anything paisley, Oriental, or African print? People wear American flag underwear. That’s what fashion does! It takes ideas and styles from various cultures and either creates something hideous or (sometimes) creates something universally loved; but just because I wear Paisley, does that mean I support Iranian ideals? I don’t think so. Fashion, in it’s ever-vapid trend setting ways is about nothing more than “looking cool”, being en vogue, and is hardly ever about making a political statement. In fact, thanks to the clever marketing tactics of Urban Outfitters, most people wearing Kaffiyeh or Palestinian-like scarves believe they’re supporting solidatiry and peace. Isn’t that a NICE thing? I guess it depends on your view point.

Some might say I’m ignorant, but isn’t a scarf just a scarf? Isn’t a trend just a trend? If the girl over at Kuwait-Style.com isn’t bugged by it, why are some Americans? More to the point, why is Dunkin Donuts? The fact that people like Michelle Malkin have a problem with it merely supports fear, propaganda, hate, and ignorance. To state that all indie-hipsters (myself included) who wear Palestinian-like scarves are jihad-starters is ridiculous. I mean seriously, it’s a traditional headdress of Palestinian males. That’s all. If wearing one means supporting Palestine, well…maybe they need the support. What they don’t need is idiot journalists with right-wing agendas propagating hate and intolerance. Aren’t there worse things to worry about than Rachel Ray accidentally wearing a hipster scarf? She is by no means a hipster and in fact, now that’s she’s in on the trend, I’m starting to second guess my own. Then again, I might wear it anyway…just to be contrary. When I was in Tokyo about a month ago, I noticed that just about every hip kid was wearing one. Doesn’t this mean it’s just a fashion statement and not necessarily statement on the conditions in Palestine? Does wearing one negate the Palestinian struggle? I don’t know. If I wear an Oriental dress ($50 in China Town), does this mean I support China’s cruel treatment of the Tibetans? Yeah, probably not.

What-ev. Michelle Malkin is a hater and Rachel Ray is a victim of fashion. Like all trends, this too shall pass. In the meantime, I’m about to write a letter to Dunkin Donuts and let them know I’m mad as hell and I”m not gonna take it anymore!

I will continue to wear my Palestinian inspired fashion in solidarity with Rachel Ray’s loss of Dunkin Donuts sponsorship.

Fashion Kaffiyeh

Howard Dean

Meghan “Mullah” McCain (daughter of presidential hopeful-hopefully-not John McCain)

Trent Reznor (lead singer Nine Inch Nails)

Ricky Martin

Sting

Matt Lauer

Me sporting a blue dish towel in support of dirty dishes in kitchens throughout the globe.

A humorous look at America’s frightening new trend (new, if like, 4 years is new):