Saturday, January 2, 2010


My husband and I hosted a New Years Day brunch in San Francisco for over twenty years.  The many friends (and their kids) we'd accumulated over the years would come over to eat, drink and be merry and feast on Fen's singular (and secret-recipe) waffles.

On moving to Mt. Lebanon 2+ years ago, we didn't know if we'd lose the annual Waffle Brunch or if we'd be able to re-create it in our new home.  For New Years Day 2008, we gamely invited a few of the families on our street who also had kids in the elementary school.  To our pleasant surprise, they all came over -- and brought delicious baked goods along with them!  The groaning board was def that at the start of the year.  As the year went by and we looked to Waffle Brunch 2009, we invited even more families as our son's circle of friends grew.  Interestingly enough, most of the families were still from our sweet street, a wonderful combination of Lebo natives and transplants from across the U.S.

We're still groaning from Waffle Brunch 2010, a terrific gathering of neighbors who are also friends and feel like family.  Like other non-natives with no immediate family in the area, we've had to work a little harder to create community.  That said, Mt. Lebanon's welcoming, familial vibe has made it an easy -- and rewarding -- task.  There is no doubt in our minds that we're making friends we'll keep for a lifetime.

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