(art by MichaelCoyote)
The rules for the third CMH Dinner Club dinner were simple:
1. Show up with a dish that had a crust and a filling.
2. Enjoy yourself.
The savory spread:
I'm going to attempt to tell you what you are looking at (correct me where I need it, please). From the bottom left and moving clockwise:
Jim & Emily's English pork pie
Talcott's Goat cheese and root vegetable pizza
Mike & Katie's Turkey and leek pie
Cheese pies from Salam Bakery
Katie Rowell's vegetarian mini pies
(we are moving to the top of the right side of the photo now)
Spicy meat pies from Salam Bakery
Anne & Kevin's Chicken pot pie
Debra & Greg's Crab and shrimp with pimento cheese biscuits on top
Bethia's Fish pie (cod, smoked haddock, prawns topped with crusty mashed potatoes)
Not shown in this photo:
Carl's Hot pockets (and lean pockets)
Jennifer's Pierogis (butter & sour cream dough; rosemary, garlic, onion filling)
Christy's Salt crusted fish
Lori's Pastrami
Michael's Fish galette
Paul's Sriracha (not a pie, but worth a mention)
I know!
And the sweet spread:
From the bottom left and moving clockwise:
Carl's Banana and chocolate ganache pie
Jim & Emily's Cardamom buttermilk pie bruled
Debra & Greg's Hershey's pie
Jim & Emily's Cardamom buttermilk pie
Molly's Meyer lemon tart with bittersweet chocolate layer
Jenny's World famous clementine pie with graham cracker crust
Paul's & my Wayward Seed peach and child tear infused blueberry pie
Valerie's Pecan octopi (get it?)
Zach's Corn syrup-less pecan pie with Bourbon whipped cream
Amazing, right? Let me show you more:
Christy's salt crusted fish is a must repeat. The flesh that was closest to the blood oranges was so incredible, moist and delicious that I cannot think of it without my stomach growling.
And her skills made for a beautiful unveiling:
These are the last known photos of pie before it was devoured:
This is my attempt to fit all of the desserts onto one little plate:
The people! Oh the people! I don't have many pictures of people. I got caught up in conversations and drink mixing. I cornered myself in the kitchen so I could keep picking at the fish and the pastrami; so I could taste my first French 75 and down the Blood Orangecello.
I am sure that there are plenty of stories for the other guests to share.
I'll leave this with the view from where I stood (and only including people that let me find them in my viewfinder):
I don't know what the next dinner will be, but it has a high bar to clear. Molly & Christy were incredible hosts, all of the cooks were skilled beyond belief; the drinks were delicious; conversation mighty fine and event name impressive.
Thank you everyone!