Monday, September 27, 2010

GFJ (291) Hit or Miss was definately a HIT.....

Some might call waking up on the floor on a Sunday morning, with the faint stetch of puke in your hair, a major MISS... I am not one of those people. Waking up that much of a HOT MESS, at my old arse age, constitutes a MAJOR HIT in my book... MAJOR HIT!

On Saturday, Coco and Hollywood hosted a marvelous Champagne/Sparking Wine/Red Wine, HIT OR MISS party at their country home.....What does Hit or Miss mean? Well, let me explain...

Over the Summer, Coco and Hollywood found a bucketload of TO DIE FOR bottles of Champagne and Red Wine which, for various reasons, weren't stored properly in Coco's parents pool-house. They loaded up the cache of major bottles into the back of their car and brought it up to their farm with the idea of throwing the utlimate tasting party...

Had all those pedigreed bottles been stored properly, they would have automatically been home-run HITS... Since they weren't, there was potential for major MISSES.... Hence the party theme....

Not gonna lie to you, when the first bottle of champagne was popped, it was a major MISS. I worried that we didn't have enough Kettle-One to last the night... Luckily, that was the only MISS....

The rest of the afternoon slash noche was also a MAJOR HIT. Kubb, Truffle Butter Popcorn, J-birds, The mystery of how the red wine stains ended up on the top of a dead tall column, BEEFALO runs,  a bunch of white people dancing to Jay-Z like they were straight from the hood, etc.... All so much fun. If you are jealous that you missed out on the weekend fun, you should be....


Hit or Miss Champagne and Wine... Yes, we were fortunate to throw back these bottles.....

The only Champgane/ Sparkling Wine lemon was the Iron Horse from 1987. Lara Croft said it could double as as brilliant Sherry. The rest of the bottles, in particular the Cristal Brut Rose from 1999, were phenom......

I don't think we made that much of a dent in the red wine.....I'm not sure.. This part of the night was post our drunken golf-cart search for the BEEFALO on the property... ie: it's all foggy.

This Fiji water bottle saved my life.... Heart the herb bouquet Coco left next to my bed.

Just in case all the Champagne and Wine were misses, there was extra booze for us all.....

I told Coco I was going to be Gluten Free with her but I couldn't deny myself all of these bread products.....

Deviled Eggs... some with chives, the other with pancetta.

The bulls-eye caviar pie... I may have hit this sucker a couple of times.. Don't judge.

The most amazing fromage board ever.......

Pate or B.U.S.T.


Post a couple glasses of champagne we decided to visit the goats and sheep. I'm going to say, we were pretty sober at this juncture... The same cannot be said when we went to look for the BEEFALO in the pitch dark with two dinky flashlights for help.



Mini-Beef Wellington's with Truffle Oil and Chicken Empanada's....



Lamb Gyros... This may have saved my life.


The most amazing nuts on Earth... These almonds were dipped in toffee, then chocolate and sprinkled with powdered sugar.  They were basically crack... and yes, despite the fact that they sat outside all night, I totes ate a few the next morning, as we were cleaning up.... you have permission to judge.
 

BREAKFAST: Chicken Sausage Sandago at Grand Central.
LUNCH: I picked at all the food Coco was prepping.
DINNER: Everything above and then some.