Dessert Imperfection!


No one knew about my dessert imperfection last week – except for my husband and me.

I’ll start with the details of the evening.


The chimes were making beautiful sounds, in the breezy, cool air, as fun, lively music was playing in the background.

The table was set with standard white dishes and we added easy accent colors that tied in with the flowers in bloom in our yard, like one of our favorites, daisies.


The menu was planned around fresh lettuce from our garden and strawberries from our bountiful beds.


My husband and I spent over an hour together in the kitchen before the guests arrived. I was cooking chicken, he was taking fresh herbs from our garden and making his savory dipping oil for dill bread, brought by one of our guests.


The guests arrived and the most enjoyable evening took place. We were all weary from a well-worn, exhausting, tiring week. We needed each other!

Conversation flowed around the side yard patio as we enjoyed appetizers in the beautiful garden setting.

Each appetizer was brought by our guests, making getting together less complicated and allowing us to get to the heart of the matter: conversations with great friends.


What started off as a planned, early Father’s Day dinner – soon became an intimate adult dinner party. Two of our oldest boys are heading off to Mexico on a mission trip this next week, and will not be with their dads on Father’s Day (read last year’s Mexican Perspective post, here).

The idea was great to have an early celebration – but in reality, our very social kids all ended up going to end-of-school-year parties and events on this night, leaving all the adults home alone!


We changed our energetic music to a more dinner-party, classical sound as we indulged in a delicious meal (I may do a separate post on the menu!)

We mixed it up this time – the four guys sat down at one end, and the four ladies at the other. Our conversation was different this way – but good.


Then it was time for dessert (individual strawberry pies).

No one knows this except for my husband and me, but one of these ramekins was dropped right out of the oven before the guests arrived! You can’t even tell (I fixed it by pushing the crust back down – and Haggis came to lick up the aftermath) and neither could the guests.

It showed that one of the most important rules of entertaining is to never apologize for a mistake – I kept the secret quiet, and of course I served myself this particular ramekin.

Apologizing takes the fun out of the evening and calls attention to imperfections that people otherwise would never notice.

By the end of the evening, kids were dropped back by our house and our quiet, intimate dinner party ended. It was a lovely 3 hours full of adult time, much needed by all.


The next morning, I wandered out to the back patio to find well-used cloth napkins in disarray on the table, along with crumbs from the night before – signs of an awesome night, indeed!

(Head on over to CWO and read my Father’s Day column, here. Thank you Darlene and Bonnie, for asking me to be a guest CWO columnist this summer! Above photos: beautiful photography taken by my talented husband this past week, in our back yard & garden & at our dinner party!)

28 comments on “Dessert Imperfection!”

  1. Sometimes you just have to laugh… and then go on!!! Well said, Sandy. No one needs to know, and the mood doesn’t need to be broken…

  2. Loved reading about this and I agree with one of the comments- your photos are always amazing!

    Wonderful tip about not apologizing for little mistakes that might not even be noticed…I’ll tuck that one away and remember it for the future!

    Blessings,
    ~Tammy

  3. What an amazing evening! Great food, friends, and conversation!!

    blessings,
    kari & kijsa

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