Hosting Our First Meatball Friday
The inspiration for Meatball Friday came about a week ago.
I had stumbled upon this article about a couple who decided to host spaghetti and meatball dinners every Friday and open it up to any friends or family who wanted to attend.
I really loved the idea — we have so many friends we don’t see as often as we’d like. And not to get political (that is a whole other post), but I’ve been feeling kind of down about the state of things lately, and I am longing for a sense of community or something. So, I sent the article to my husband, without suggesting we do it, just to see what he thought. As the chef in the family, he loved this idea, and we pretty much simultaneously said, “Let’s do it.”
I was nervous to post it on Facebook. What if no one came? What if people thought it was stupid? Then I realized it really didn’t matter. We were doing something to be active, instead of sitting around being passive, and if people didn’t want to come, that was their loss.
The “likes” trickled in, but the reservations did not. We had a few people confirmed, so we started reaching out to friends we haven’t seen recently, as well as our neighbors. Turns out, a lot of people missed our posts and were more than interested.
Living in a row home in the city means we don’t have a ton of space, so we estimated we could fit about nine other adults at the table (and set up a kids table, if need be). And we were fully booked for our first Meatball Friday!
The funny thing is that neither my husband nor I eat pasta, so we made spaghetti squash for ourselves (or if anyone else wanted some). We provided the meatballs, pasta and a bottle of wine. And friends provided the rest.
Most didn’t know each other and hadn’t met before, but the conversation was never-ending. Friends brought a delicious salad, bread from Alvaro, fudge from Fudge-O-lutely and a boatload of wine. We laughed at first — until we later realized how much wine we actually went through. Perhaps that’s why the conversation was flowing.
Considering my husband was politely asking people to leave after 12:30 a.m., well, we were out of wine by that point, I’d say it was a success.
We already have a nearly full table for this Friday, and we’re taking reservations for all the Fridays through March. We are planning to host pretty much every Friday, as long as we’re in town. We’ve told people they can come as frequently or as infrequently as they’d like. We love having the company, and it’s a nice way to unwind after the workweek.
Sometimes, you just have to put yourself out there and hope people will meet you halfway.
Let me know if you want to come for dinner some Friday. I heard there’s meatballs.