Fourth of July could have really sucked this year.* It could have sucked to be thousands of miles away from America and it could have felt lonely. It could have felt isolating and it could have been uncomfortable celebrating my patriotism. Coulda. Woulda. Shoulda. This year’s Fourth not only didn’t suck, but it might have been the best dang Italian Fourth of July Barbecue Bonanza my side of Colorno has ever seen.
The day didn’t start out so bright and shiny though. It all began with our shade-less-ness, in that we have absolutely none, nor any relief from the 95-degree Colorno sun. Naturally Diana and I decided it would be totally feasible to tie a tarp from the trees in our “yard” to the side of our house. But, while we were busy wasting time and rope our next-door neighbor erected a gazebo, dug an umbrella into the dessert that is our garden and set up a picnic table.
Next was the issue of the barbecue’s inherent grill-less-ness. Mauro, the owner of the local pub entered the scene next to save the day. In one instant our party went from grill-lacking to completely and utterly grill full. I knew the second I saw the ginormous truck Mauro suavely maneuvered down our street that inside was a grill ready to take on the seventeenish types of pork served at the Bonanza. I breathed a sweaty, grateful sigh of relief.
With everything set just in time to simultaneously shade and heat guests and food respectively, classmates began arriving. My friends, representing seventeen different countries all gathered to help celebrate mine. They brought foods from their cultures or they brought tastes of what they thought would bring us Americans some comfort.
Where we lacked fireworks we had Canada cake decorated with sparklers. Where we missed a proper Fourth of July parade we made up for with a serious flip cup tourney. We ate sushi, vodka soaked watermelon and Asian barbecue, all of which are hereby pronounced Fourth of July necessities.
Not to brag or anything but objectively speaking it was a really great party, which is such a convenient and perfect segue to my other big news: the Party Girls are back in town! No your eyes aren’t deceiving you, and it’s not too good to be true. For a limited time only Natalie and I will be available to do our Party Girl thing at your next party if it falls between August 14 and September 3, 2010.
“What the heck is Party Girls, Lauren?” you might be thinking. For those of you who haven’t yet met me as one of the Party Girls, let me introduce us: my longtime bosom buddy Natalie Goldstein and I started Party Girls in 2003 as a party servicing company. We set up, prepare, serve and clean up. We bartend, grill and schmooze. We’re a two-girl show and we’ve really got this party thing down to a science. So if you’d like to feel more a little more like a guest at your own party, please email me today!
God Bless America and happy partying!
*Sorry for the language, mom and dad