Still don’t know what kefi is? A quick glimpse into a kefi-filled holiday weekend with the First Family of the Hudson Valley.
Let’s start with the food:
MamaKef always throws down–this year it was a Mediterranean-inspired BBQ. The best thing about my mom’s hosting skills is that she always make it look SO easy, unlike her daughter who barely showers before guests arrive.
Paula’s famous peanutbutter cake–I really thought about ditching this whole clean-eating thing and sticking my whole face in the cake. Alas, I did not. Maybe she will kindly provide the recipe for us a guestblogger (ahem!)
A new addition- s’mores bars. Graham cracker crumbs layered with chocolate and marshmallow fluff–MamaKef knows what the eff she’s doing.
And then there’s the kefi NOS (NOS=Not Otherwise Specified for those of us not into the DSM):
We rang in the birthdays of BFKef, CafeKef, and KPMGKef. CafeKef was a great sport and put up with open flame–truly a life milestone.
This group of people (minus BFKef) have probably logged nearly 1,000,000 hours in this exact spot since we moved into this house almost *twenty* years ago.
JetSetKef in his natural habitat.
Nobody–and I do mean nobody–just sits as well as we do in la familia Kef.