Rooftop Bachelorette.

My three best girlfriends are Jackie, Sarah, and Natalie.  I’ve told you about them before, though now they’re in different cities, states even.  I talked some more about Jackie, two years ago, when I pretty much did the most praying I’ve ever done in my life.  Which is exactly what she did for me the year before that.  Apparently November is a tough month… until now.  To say that she’s been through a lot is a mild understatement, but this November, she’s walking down that sandy beach aisle and right into married life. 

And last weekend, we got to celebrate that.  With a lot of rum punch on my mom’s roof.

There were no penises or strippers.  We ate fancy things in miniature form, made her open mortifying gifts, and laughed so hard that my face hurt.  That right there makes me think that we did something right.  Then we capped off the evening with fireworks.  It was totally Jackie. 

Now bring on the wedding, also known as the perfect excuse for a week in Mexico.

 

The Menu

• Rum punch {fresh pineapple juice, lemon juice, grenadine, and Meyers Dark Rum}
• Prosecco
• Limoncello soda
• Cheeses: triple cream brie, Van Gogh gouda, cheddar, and Taleggio, with grapes and strawberries and roasted almonds
• Salami
• Breads and crackers with olive oil herb dip
• Dips: roasted red pepper eggplant, pecan bleu cheese, grogonzola torta
• Caprese bites: Black Cherry balsamic and olive oil with mozzarella, whole basil leaves, and tomatoes 
• Watermelon with balsamic reduction
• Cantaloupe Strawberry Soup Shooters with basil mint oil and Serrano Ham
• vanilla and chocolate macarons
• assorted fancy dessert bites
• dark chocolate covered caramels
• vanilla lemon cut out cookies