As you may have read previously on the blog or IG, D and I are hosting a low-key, after-hours inspired Thanksgiving get-together on Thursday. No turkeys to cook, no potatoes to mash, and no awkward conversations to mentally and emotionally prepare for. Just a few good friends and a few slices of pie.
So how do you all-out host(ess) when the very essence of the event is an antidote to what I would argue to be the single most stressful holiday of the calendar year? We've grown so accustomed to the notion that throwing a party is just naturally exhausting, and the host is simply bound by the laws of reason and Murphy to alternate between fits of rage, hair-tearing-out, and melodramatic tears. Being susceptible to dramatic exhales and misdirected rage myself, I'm taking this as a challenge to keep throwing this anti-holiday gathering as comfortable and relaxed as I want my guests to feel come Thanksgiving night.
Devon being a chef takes a nice bit of pressure off. He always has some magical way of coming up with just the right menu just in time, and even when he won't be doing much of the culinary legwork (like this time, since baking is more my forte, I'm proud to say), his literal library of cookbooks that have taken up residence in our dining room provide the support and inspiration I need. Most of my inspiration is coming from Tartine, designed exquisitely by Chronicle Books. A little brittle here, some maple there, and I already feel more relaxed.
Decor will consist mostly of white pillar and taper candles, the latter DIY'd into some of our favorite collected wine bottles from the past year (this is also an incredible gift idea and I'll link the project here soon!). A pine garland runner, a bouquet of dried flowers, and persimmons as placecard holders will set the still-autumn-but-quickly-becoming-winter aesthetic, and a collection of randomly assembled cake stands and platters will display the sweets right there on the table. To be honest, I'm not planning to set the table until Thursday morning, but it looks incredible in my mind.
So, easy-peasey. At least, that's the idea.