I've wanted to sign up for a Sunday Suppers class for a few years now. After being featured in Martha Stewart and the ever popular Cup Of Jo, I wondered just how I could secure a coveted spot. So I signed up for their mailing list. Fast forward two or so years and just last week I received an email amidst the excessive Groupons and Living Socials that I habitually delete every morning. But this one was one email that wasn't going to the trash. It wasn't an impulse buy - it was something I actually wanted to do.
This past year Sunday Suppers had no events, until now. With a beautiful renovation, the light flooded loft in Williamsburg was ready for business, kicking off their first class in the new space on Sunday. Dominique and Kana, from my design team, accompanied me.
Upon entrance to the loft, my face lit up. The view, the open space, the bright light. Put my bed in the corner and hand me the lease. Oh how I would move into this loft in a heartbeat. I felt like we were crashing a really beautiful photoshoot.
We set down our bags and helped ourselves to some blueberry soda. I refrained for a few minutes as I was itching to instagram the entire scene. Instead, I helped myself to some drinks, this cheese and crackers, awaiting my friends arrival. The first half hour of the class set the tone - we were to enjoy some refreshments and meet the rest of the participants.
The class was predominantly female, with the exception of 2 couples. To Dominique's dismay, she would not be meeting her future husband in the room. Instead, we were amongst a room of like-minded women, successful in their own ways with interesting backgrounds. There was the couple with the shop in the West Village, two former PR mavens who started their own event planning company and an Australian girl, Ruby, who was on holiday and an avid follower of the Sunday Suppers blog. Ruby normally cooks dinner for friends at the end of the weekend and while googling Sunday suppers/dinners she came across Karen's website, bookmarked it and hoped to get a spot when she left Melbourne for New York.
Like Ruby, we were all lucky to be able to get a seat at the Sunday Supper table, with our gifted pickled cabbage.
Stay bitten ;)