The Party

A "few" years ago in the small town of Bevier, MO, a young girl of 16 awoke on the morning of her 16th birthday. This beautiful teen was excited to go to school and then end the day with her first big party, a Sweet Sixteen party at her home. The plans were made; the refreshments planned. It was to be a true celebration, not the usual "cupcakes for the class" she had experienced for her earlier birthdays.  Well, enter a series of unfortunate events, and her dreams for a party were banished. First, the date was November 22, 1963. For any of you history buffs, yes..  on that date in Dallas, Texas, our President was assassinated. John F. Kennedy died while this young lady was at school. Then on a much more personal tragic level, her own grandfather passed away that day, as well. Needless to say, the family cancelled party plans, and that birthday was memorable, but just not in the hoped-for way.

Fast forward through the years as this girl, Patty, had many private celebrations of her special day... but still no grand, planned event...  UNTIL SATURDAY NIGHT!!!

Oh, my goodness! We were invited to an Italian-themed birthday party to celebrate Patty's 70th birthday, and her welcome said it all, "This party is dedicated to my high school classmates and to my family and friends," she said. "It has been 54 years in the making!"  Let me say I would need all 54 years to get such an event organized, cooked-for, and decorated. 

My son took me and stayed the evening in the celebratory vintage building, bedecked with Italian colors, delightful streamers, and absolutely delicious and beautiful food. The place was full of laughter, friends, DJ sixties and newer music, played by one of her former classmates, and an array of Italian foods.

The table of cheesecakes, cupcakes, and bread pudding was stunning.

It is difficult to say exactly how many yummy pizzas they cut and served. She also sent home some pizza with a lot of friends and family.

Whimsy and Hugs!