I'm always shocked when I get an invitation. People are always shocked when they see me at a party.
Thanksgiving Day, we do a huge lunch. Big family, like, 60 people, we get together. Everybody brings a covered dish, everybody brings a dessert, and we go all out.
A party: one arrives long after it's started, and one's going to leave long before it's over.
Every December, I host a tree-trimming party. I serve chili with cornbread and lots of good wine. It's a wonderful party, and it shows how much adults like to play.
I absolutely adore Thanksgiving. It's the only holiday I insist on making myself.
My last meal? The food would be much less significant than the company.
Like my dad, I have a Christmas party most years. I like to celebrate and see as many people as possible.
Going to a restaurant is one of my keenest pleasures. Meeting someplace with old and new friends, ordering wine, eating food, surrounded by strangers, I think is the core of what it means to live a civilised life.
Memorial Service: Farewell party for someone who already left.
In my family and among Korean-Americans, there just is no occasion that people would get together without bibimbap. It's something that people eat when they're wanting to celebrate or have a good time with friends.
There's some horrible connotations in the word 'reunion.'
