I forgot to take photos
Last night, our home group meal theme was Hawaiian Luau. I thought it was a hit. Problem is, I forgot to take one single photo of the food curiosities which lined our countertops.
Let me just say that the myriad of pineappley-gingery-coconutty smells rose up and into the air, mingling with the strange and somewhat insane sounds of the music streaming from our den stereo (a library CD of the Greatest Hits of Don Ho).
Man, it was a unique evening.
Let me just say that the myriad of pineappley-gingery-coconutty smells rose up and into the air, mingling with the strange and somewhat insane sounds of the music streaming from our den stereo (a library CD of the Greatest Hits of Don Ho).
Man, it was a unique evening.
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