Laurie Sandell

Last night a bunch of friends came over to say goodbye before I leave for LA. Of course, I completely forgot to take pictures! Here I am at the end of the night with a plate of pigs in a blanket (I also made artery-slowing Devils on Horseback and guacamole.) My friends Genevieve and Ted got a babysitter for the occasion, and my LA-roomie-to-be, Carole Radziwill, made the heroic trek to Brooklyn in a floor-length fur coat, which she said I could borrow, but I told her I’d rather be naked than wearing fur. Others who stopped by include my former roommate, Paul Robertson (who insisted on regaling Carole with stories about my dish-washing prowess, or lack thereof), another former roommate, Jeff Martini, my Portland-turned-LA-friend Blake Nelson, who was in New York for the holidays (see you in LA, Blake!), neighbors and good friends Derek, Kristin and Keith, Susan Gordon and her man, Marcus, Christa Parravani and Donald Antrim, and Abby Pesta and her brother, Jesse. A fun time was had by all, especially Violet, who was on the mini-hot dog cleanup crew, as you can see.