Dinner Party Planners Pillows

Reserved space is reserved for a dinner table.

"I'm surprised. I understood he was an extremely good listener."

"We have plenty of time to catch the ark."

'You folks just sit right there and I'll go kill some hors d'oeuvres.'

"Did you order a starter?"

'Have you tried our home-made wine?'

"I love this place—its food, its ambience, and its political goals."

"I know you didn't order the snails, sir. They're complimentary with the salad."

'..and we thank thee for these bio-engineered vegetables..'

'Enjoy your meal! We grow everything ourselves!'

"You do like octopus?"

'Sorry sir, we've run out of parmesan cheese.'

It's not because I'm nervous. The reason I'm not eating is because I really do have butterflies in my stomach.

"I have no idea what, hic, went wrong. I did everything, hic, Mario Batali said."

"I'm not weird I'm a 'person of weirdness'."

"Oh, boy, hard-core sugar!"

"Rump roast?"

'On the contrary... I'm too tough for the steak!'

'We don't 'skimp' on the pour, sir; we're just generous with the glass.'

"When portions are this huge, I eat half now and the rest in a few minutes."

'Life is all attitude: 45 seconds of enjoying it...45,000 hours of regretting it...'

"Maybe we should have brought a Riesling."

'You realize we're only having three people over...'

"Hi. What kind of wine goes with fruit salad?"

"I say it's Kale, and I say it's spinaches shitfaced uncle."

"Everything taste so divinely artisanal."

"All of tonight's specials dance around the whole GMO thing."

"Again, are you sure I didn't mention about bringing your own 3-D glasses?"

Party time.

'Would you like you steak WITH or WITHOUT a capella?'

"It was a cheese and wine party but the mice got there first!"

Chicken Little was correct about something falling, unfortunately, it was an axe, and not the sky.

"Joel! Killer crust!"

'Thank you so much, but I just followed the directions in the cookbook.'

"Gesundheit!"