John Schwartz, a member of the host committee, welcomed guests with wine at the Summer Solstice Dinner at the Knoxville Botanical Garden.
It wasn’t too long ago that you didn’t hear much about the solstice. And when it was discussed, it was just a mention in the weather report about the longest day or something. The only solstice “celebrations” you heard about conjured vague images of Wiccans and other assorted pagans dancing around in a field.
But, it appears that solstice celebrations have now gone mainstream. To such an extent, as a matter of fact, that Alan and I attended two solstice dinners last month which were fundraisers for two different gardens in our community. And I didn’t see a single Wiccan at either of them!
Several posts ago, the Blue Streak covered a solstice supper that was held to benefit Beardsley Community Farm, an urban demonstration site that promotes food security and sustainable urban agriculture. (Click here for that post.)
From left, Kathy Brennan, Lois Findlan and Aggie Burrick.
It was a beautiful cocktail scene.
But soon it was time to sit down.
The first course was these gorgeous horseradish deviled eggs.
And Tuscan bread salad, which also was fantastic.
I belief Ralph Cianelli would agree with that assessment.
John Craig with Kelley Segars.
Main course was beef brisket with blackberry-peach salsa.
It was accompanied by grilled garden vegetables tossed in basil and olive oil, garlic smashed red potatoes with Greek yogurt and fresh herbs and lemon green beans. (Although I guess I took this photo before the beans were added!)
The focaccia from Flour Head Bakery was out of this world.
Bob Wilson and Annette Anderson.
Joan and Victor Ashe.
Former Knox County Commissioner Wanda Moody, Joan’s aunt.
Marcus Shirley provided beautiful dinner music.
Joan with her friend, Michael McNeely.
Fran Scheidt, left, with Nancy Campbell.
Emily and James Anderson.
Cathy and Mark Hill.
Chris and Sheila Hill.
Ann White, left, with Marlene and Jack O’Hanlon.
Dessert was an awesome sweet potato and mulberry bread pudding with Cruze Farm ice cream.
Nancy Brennan Strange sang us some sweet after dinner songs.
And night was gently falling as we left. I’m liking these solstice celebrations!
Here are a few seconds of Nancy singing “The Tennessee Waltz.”