How A Small Dinner Becomes A Party

Well, around mid-day yesterday my roommate told me that some people would be coming over the next night. That night, it became that a group of people were coming for dinner. Tonight, perhaps by no one's conscious doing, it went from dinner party to very nearly just a party. Dinner was served, but was not confined to a table. Liquor was served independently of dinner. Anyway, it's fine.

The food was pretty good, although it was not all to my ordinary tastes. There was rice, some kind of bean soup, some kind of vegetarian meat substitute, fried bananas and plantains, a carrot and onion thing, and cake. Alcohol, as I said- beer, white and red wine, vodka, whiskey.
The parties here tend to have a great deal of European expatriates and therefore a certain amount of conversation in foreign languages. Not understanding some of the conversation can be a social hindrance, but I didn't observe a problem tonight.

Anyway, a good time was had by all, unless someone didn't have a good time but kept it to themself.