The art of hosting & OTHER PERILS
My grandparents were always entertaining, as were my parents, as am I. It must be in our blood. I always enjoy our parties. I have fun setting the table in various ways, moving locations, and thinking up new decorations. Whether a simple supper, lively lunch, or formal black-tie gala, every celebration should always feel, in my opinion, like a family affair. I recruit as many of my children as I can to help, however they can, both in the setting up and, I am afraid, the taking down. Or even just covering a cake in roses. One trick I’ve picked up over the years is to incorporate something specific from my surroundings to give the occasion a native flair. At home in the
