I’m visiting a friend – Kathy Barker – in Steamboat Springs, Colorado, who I met at the water fountain when I was 12 years old. She was from New Orleans, the “new” girl at my Alabama junior high school, and scouting about the hall for friends. She overheard me yammering in a knot of girls discussing my upcoming sleep-over. When I parted the pack for a sip of water, she made her move and asked me if she could be included. Impressed with her social chutzpa, I agreed; we’ve been friends ever since.
Steamboat Springs is a laid-back cowboy-ski town.
Her adopted city Steamboat is a laid back cowboy-ski town notorious for some of its more emboldened citizenry riding their horses into Safeway to buy a bag of Doritos, for instance, or trotting their mares into a bar for local brew.
At last year’s Winter Olympics, four Steamboat boys brought home gold and silver medals and the town has produced more Olympians than any other north American city. It’s a town to be proud of, no doubt, and Kathy is proud of her girlfriends, as well. She wanted to introduce me to some of them and thought a cooking party would be an amusing ice-breaker.
(left to right) Cami, Molly, Kathy, Linda, Toni, Linda, Pat, Darlinda
It’s February, we’re snuggled in towering peaks of fairyland bliss, so we decided to heat up the evening with a Thai-inspired menu of Tempura Fried Oysters with Asian Dipping Sauce, Cellophane Noodle and Peanut Salad Wraps and Spicy Thai Shrimp & Eggplant with Steamed Rice.
There were nine of us and we divided the group into three women each per recipe. Kathy and I did a bit of prep work prior to their arrival – chopping herbs and hot peppers, washing lettuce cups, and the like – leaving the cooking to the teams. Each recipe serves 8-10, but are easily divisible to serve a smaller group.
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