perfume

our little book club met at my house last night. i spent all day preparing. cleaning and cooking. i don't do this often (entertain) so when i do it's always a delightful challenge.

our meetings are always centred around the location and themes in the book. this one was about an 18th century parisian murderer who lacked a soul but had an extraordinary sense of smell.

abigail sported a banadana tied to the side in the french manner.
the cuisine was french and i incorporated potatoes and leeks from our garden plot. the dinner conversation swirled around memories of smells. marilee came up with a perfume game (with little samplers of perfumes (we had to come up with word descriptions for the scents and guess whether they were intended for a man or a woman). the book was very dark. but the evening, with good friends, was very light.