Saturday Tim and I went to this fantastic dinner party at this amazing house in Lincoln Park with incredible people and delicious food. Seeing as I am marginally socially awkward (that is how spell check is telling me to spell that, but it is not looking right to me), and Tim is even more so in certain settings, I was a tad nervous about this whole thing for a variety of reasons. First of all it was at a friend of a friend's house. And it is not just any friend of a friend, it is a supremely fabulous friend of a Charles' who wrote this book (The Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life) that was seriously one of my most favoritest books ever. Second of all, once Chach read me the guest list for this party I realized that Tim and I were going to be the most uninteresting people there, and possibly in the universe.
So Tim and I get a sitter (who promptly screws us by telling me she "has plans" and can't come until 7:30- God damn I hate being a slave to the social calendar of a 15 year old), and we make playlists in our iTunes (a prerequisite, according to Chach, was for all of us to create a playlist to share) and head off to Lincoln Park for dinner with grown ups.
First let me start with this- EGADS this was the most amazing house I have ever seen. The Rosenthals just built it, and it is large and roomy, but not ostentatious. It is completely high tech and modern, but it is totally warm and comfy. In a word it is amazing.
Second, all these people (with the exception of Chach and the Sommelier) who were essentially strangers to us, seriously could not have been more fantastic if they tried. It is hard going into certain social settings because I do not have an interesting career to talk about, and the last thing Tim read were the directions on his Monster Energy Drink can. But it was inexplicably wonderful to visit with actual adults who are able to converse about something other than the local preschool gossip and minivans.
We had such a great time, in such a great place, with such great people, and I wish I had a better blog about it, but alas, I am not Amy Krouse Rosenthal and cannot articulate the joys and pitfalls of adult/parenthood.
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3 comments:
dude...that is SO how i felt going out in mumbai with all of the hubby's fancy friends. totally weirded out... twas fun, however.
did you get any cool playlists?
Dude. What do I have to do to get myself on the waiting list to go to dinner here? Sounds excellent.
I want a night like that! Glad you had a good time!
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