On Wednesday evening November 29th my friend Mitra invited a few friends over for happy hour. She said it was going to be casual and that we should not bring anything but ourselves. What we were greeted with was a beautiful room, filled with flowers, delicious aromas of wonderful food and lovely music. Everything was magical.
Wonderful stories by our hostess. She made us laugh and beg for more stories but she said, "I cannot tell you all my stories in one night, otherwise how can I get you to come back?"
Lovely persian delights with blueberries and served with coconut whipped cream.
Thank you dear Mitra for such a wonderful happy hour which we all said should be plural many
"Happy Hours!"
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