Sylvan012
Paw*Con 2014, day 2 - #16: Dinner With Friends - The Complete Meal
Every year I go to "Paw*Con". It's not a real, proper convention, though; my friends and I started calling it that because, in the furry fandom, gatherings of furries tend to be "meets", "circles", or "cons". Plus, it only became "Paw*Con" when we moved it from being hosted at Rozberk's place (where we called the gathering of Macro/MIcro fans, "Roz*Con") to Milwaukee where Geemo, Seph, and Quinn live.
I've been going every year since 2001. Each year I cook for my friends, we hang out, play games, see movies, and go to restaurants all while enjoying each other's company. Seeing as the first time we did this ended just days before my father passed away, this annual gathering has taken on a larger meaning for me than (probably) most others in attendance. For me, it's an annual reminder of my "family of choice": my closest friends, no matter how far apart we are.
Here's the full, final meal I prepared for my friends ... a plateful of pasta and Italian side dishes. Whole wheat spaghetti, roasted red pepper and tomato marinara sauce, sauteed peppers & onions, butter-sauteed mushrooms, fennel/cous-cous salad, and, uh, I think that's about it. There was bread, too, but it can't be seen in this photo.
Paw*Con 2014, day 2 - #16: Dinner With Friends - The Complete Meal
Every year I go to "Paw*Con". It's not a real, proper convention, though; my friends and I started calling it that because, in the furry fandom, gatherings of furries tend to be "meets", "circles", or "cons". Plus, it only became "Paw*Con" when we moved it from being hosted at Rozberk's place (where we called the gathering of Macro/MIcro fans, "Roz*Con") to Milwaukee where Geemo, Seph, and Quinn live.
I've been going every year since 2001. Each year I cook for my friends, we hang out, play games, see movies, and go to restaurants all while enjoying each other's company. Seeing as the first time we did this ended just days before my father passed away, this annual gathering has taken on a larger meaning for me than (probably) most others in attendance. For me, it's an annual reminder of my "family of choice": my closest friends, no matter how far apart we are.
Here's the full, final meal I prepared for my friends ... a plateful of pasta and Italian side dishes. Whole wheat spaghetti, roasted red pepper and tomato marinara sauce, sauteed peppers & onions, butter-sauteed mushrooms, fennel/cous-cous salad, and, uh, I think that's about it. There was bread, too, but it can't be seen in this photo.