So, Saturday night was the school fundraiser. Get dressed up, eat appetizers, drink wine, bid on items to raise money for our school. It was located at a beautiful Greek Orthodox Church with a great view of the mountains and ocean. Now, it's hard for an-almost-7-months pregnant woman to appreciate this fully. I have a hard time standing for a long time, I can't drink wine, and the list of unsafe foods is pretty long.
Plus, there's the whole "looking pretty" when you are as big as a house. Yes, I was the only pregnant woman there, and I pieced together a silver skirt with a stretchy waist and a pink top, with silver flip flops. We were supposed to be "casual elegant". I wasn't elegant. But that's okay. I did wear makeup for the first time in 2012.
In any event, the sparkling lemonade was good and the food was awesome. I was worried, as was my paleo / SCD neighbor. But we needn't have worried too much. Now I am dreaming of those vegetable spring rolls. I didn't try them to near-end of the evening because I thought they had sprouts. Turns out, those were rice noodles.
The spring rolls had carrots, cucumber, red peppers, and rice noodles with a peanut dipping sauce. There were chicken ones also - didn't try those.
The crudite platter was artfully arranged with a variety of sticks going vertically - multiple colors of peppers, cucumbers, carrots, celery, zucchini, with a sun-dried tomato dip. There was a grilled vegetable platter with olives, fresh mozzarella, and mushrooms, peppers, and asparagus.
The fruit platter was gorgeous.
Of course there was a lot of cheese and bread/crackers, crab cakes, chicken skewers, empanadas. There were tortilla rollups (that I couldn't eat because of the deli meat/sprouts), mini-pizzas, and a bunch of other things I didn't try because I wasn't quite sure what they were.
Those spring rolls with the peanut sauce and roasted vegetable platter...those, I am dreaming of.
We spent about $280 and came home with a membership to the Natural History Museum, a knitted baby cap, a globe/lamp for my son's room, a 3-class trial yoga membership, and the quilt I made and donated. I decided to out-bid my friend and show it in our quilt show this year. And then probably give it away. I already have a taker (my step-dad really liked the photo).