Whatever happened to dinner parties?
Hosting a group of friends for dinner.
Discussing everything under the sun over a home cooked meal, enjoying your beverage of choice.
Sharing a laugh.
Reminiscing about yesteryear.
Speculating about the future.
Just enjoying being in each others’ company.
How can I miss something I never experienced?
Idle Eyes and a Dormy 
COVID happened, for one.
But I am pretty sure you have had people over for dinner in the past — with the BFJ and his hubs, if nothing else. These may have been less stressful than actual dinner parties, but I think they are pretty close.
In hippy-dippy land potlucks continued to be a thing. This could be hell for those with unusual food allergies, but it was seen as a pretty common social occasion. (Not that I have been invited to a potluck for years now.)
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Nah! They stopped WAY before COVID was a thing.
I don’t think having company and serving dinner for 4 is the same thing as a dinner party, so I don’t count that. Maybe way back when we used to do “Friendsgiving” for for 6 of us…
Yeah, my gluten allergy makes eating at other People’s homes risky.
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We used to host large dinner parties all the time, and we enjoyed every minute (well, usually). Lately, the thought of it upsets our stomachs.
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Oh, I don’t want to HOST them. I just want to go to them. Ha Ha Ha.
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It is a lot of work, I agree I can’t remember the last time.
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Before COVID, I lost my barbecue grill to the property management’s rules. I miss that thing.
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For two years, I had a potluck once a month. No one else had them, at least not in this group. Sometimes, we cooked out. Often it was picnic style with tables of food. I decorated the yard with candles on all the tables in old pottery. I loved it.
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I’ve been to a few.
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