Dinner at Shelley's

I went out of town on the weekend for the first time since early June. I went to New Haven to take some photographs to be posted later, and to Shelley's house in Stamford for what was billed as an "All-American" dinner. There were people from Holland, Germany, Canada, New Zealand, Fiji, the Philippines, and the U.S. It was a feast. We had grilled steak, grilled chicken, grilled kielbasa simmered in sauerkraut, onions, and apples, cucumber salad, potato salad, corn salad, yellow, purple and orange carrots, key lime pie, peach tart, homemade chocolate cake, American beer and French, Australian and American wines. I'm sure I'm missing something. It was quite a task but, except for sticking to the beer, I tried nearly everything.

I finally got to meet Roseanne's mother, Emma, above. Emma's nickname for me is "the Thief" for the summer two years ago when Roseanne was out to sea for a month and left more than one person in charge of her garden. I kept helping myself to the ripe vegetables before Emma could get them herself.

Shamefully, I only took three photos at the party. Two of them were lousy and the one above was fuzzy without the flash.