Friday 23 October 2015

Party like a pirate. A desert pirate.

        Our visit to Palm Springs is nearing an end. But, there's always time for one more party!































      So we invited a group of friends over for a real Caribbean-style celebration. Starting out with a few Painkillers just like they make on Jost Van Dyke. Pussers rum of course. Also, there was coconut shrimp with dipping sauce, grilled jerk chicken and mango salsa with plantain chips. For something sweet we had grilled pineapple with chocolate sauce. All was yummy!
      Here are a few pictures of the festivities-


     


      Doug White and Bob mix up the Painkillers. "Let's try a few before the guests come to make sure that we have the recipe right!"











      OK, the drinks are ready. And even all the food is prepared ahead of time. Aren't we organized?














      Here we see Jim working the room. Ignore the band-aid on his nose. No, he didn't get a nose-job. At least not yet.

















      Rex Liu and Richard Weiss. Something must be wrong with their thumbs? Maybe they need a ride home? They sure look happy though.















      Here we see Doug White again. This time with Randy McCarthy. Randy is Bob's friend from high school. Bob and Randy haven't seen each other since 1975. Let's hope they don't wait that long for another visit.










      Jim Cox (not the twin brother of JimBob Cox, wait, this is really confusing...OK, they just share the same name. Strange!) Anyway, here is the photographer Jim Cox with Tom Aubrey and Elliot Miller. Elliot, are you camera shy? Turn around dude!













   

     Randy brought along a photo of Bob and himself with their dates at The Coconut Grove in L.A. on Prom night 1967. Yikes! At least we both still have our hair. Most of it anyway!







      This table may look nice now, but by the end of the night there was nothing left. At least no one ate the flowers. Suffice to say a great time was had by all. We all agreed to meet again next year!




















      Somehow Bobby Schwarzenbach avoided the camera at the party. So here's a picture of Bobby with us at lunch the next day. I don't look a bit hung-over. That's why they call them 'painkillers'.


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