Our new house is a condominium in the Belmont/ Sunnyside neighborhood. There are two sections. The one next door was built in 1999 and ours in 2006. They are both nice, and a little different from each other. Our section has smaller ground level patios, but we also second floor balconies. I don’t know what the other differences are because I haven’t been inside any of our neighbor’s houses.
But last night we got to meet some of them! It turns out that there is a potluck in the patio between the two sections every second Sunday of the month at six in the evening. It drizzled off and on all day yesterday and by evening, it was a good steady rain, but that didn’t stop the potluck. Tents and tarps were put up, tables and chairs squeezed in underneath, and twenty people brought food, wine and conversation.
What a pleasant evening! We all kept our jackets on, but we shed hats and got cozy. As the new people, we were trying to learn everyone’s names while eating all the delicious food. There was a fine roast beef, pasta with meat sauce, a rice and artichoke casserole, and chicken shish kabobs and our contribution, broccoli salad. There was white wine, red wine, sparkling wines, and even a red ale that tasted almost like cherry coke.
Then came the desserts! Our chocolate chip cookies went over well, but the stars were Eric’s Mexican chocolate ice cream (with cinnamon) and Jaqueline’s peanut butter brownies.
As the evening progressed we needed to push up on the tarp occasionally to spill the accumulated water, but everyone was a good sport about getting a bit damp here and there. “This is Portland!” They said.
When we were all full of food and wine and talked out, we gathered our dishes and leftovers (we brought home just three cookies) and our damp chairs, which we will air out in the morning, and walked the thirty feet to our place.
Pajamas and the Tony Awards, quite a few glasses of water, and then bed.