My husband has a thing for the blues. He loves to listen to it, dance to it and will always (guaranteed) pull out his harmonica and play along. Last winter he discovered that an old high school classmate had formed a blues band and was playing gigs in our area. We bumped into them by chance at the birthday party of a friend and, to my husband's delight, they even let him play along with them on his harmonica!
Since then he has been dreaming of having these guys, the Deville Blues Band, play at a party here at our house. The main problem was the cost because live bands don't come cheap. So, we thought about it and thought about it and decided that if we asked our friends to chip in a little bit, we could pull it off.
So last night my husband's dream came true. The Deville Blues Band played in our yard and we danced the night away with about 60 friends (plus kids)! Everyone brought something to drink and although we had been quite clear that we would provide the food, being Italians they just couldn't help themselves and they almost all brought something to eat, too.
People were shy about dancing at first, but after a few drinks they loosened up and got moving. I love to dance and had a great time.
It seemed like a good time was had by all. One thing is sure: we have a spectacular quantity of leftovers. We can live for a week on the focaccia and mozzarella and I counted ten (yes 10!) bottles of wine, another huge jug of wine, lots of beer and an infinite number of bottles of water.
Enough goodies to have another party!