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The most beautiful thing about being a guest at someone else's party is the knowledge that as soon as I cross the barrier of that front door I am no longer responsible for anything that happens… like a vampire. You don't HAVE to invite me into your home for the party, but as soon as you do, honey, YOU have to deal with the consequences. Okay, okay... I know that sounded aggressive, but unlike a vampire, I'm not trying to suck the life blood out of your party! Just your punch

As the son of an Italian mother, I learned the skill, planning and time it takes to throw a memorable gathering. There wasn’t one party that, in my blissful childhood eyes, topped the others, because each one had its own special recipe. There were the Halloween Parties - costumes, cocktails and appetizers, the Christmas Eve Seven Fishes - family, champaign, and scream singing 12 Nights of Christmas, the Summer BBQs - twisted teas, burgers and dogs and a beautiful lake breeze,