...had everything: Beautiful tables under the trees.
The greenest soup.
The most interesting people...
Freshly slaughtered guinea pigs. OK fine: they're alive. The freshest blackberries, then; from the garden.
Boules-playing Brooklyn Hipsters.
Yo-yo swinging artists.
And the dustiest, most delicious bottle of Jenever (dankie, Fanie).
And thank you, Karen!