Spending an entire week with friends is a great luxury for me, one I don't often get to indulge. But spending that time with friends who cook is like winning the lottery.
M.F.K. Fisher so perfectly described how sad it was that no one would invite her to dinner parties, fearing her criticism. As long as the company was good, she would have been happy with a can of soup and some toast. I was a whole lot luckier. Our friends Cecilia and Robert (a Cuban and an honorary Cuban) brought their girls and their inhibition for cooking for a pro. I brought my husband, kids and a ready appetite.