It is summer and it is hot out! So when I dream of parties (as I often do) I dream of an Evening Soiree. I call this daydream "Table Eleven". Imagine an evening with your closest friends gathered under a starry night sky. Soft paper lanterns and paper pom-poms of navy, steel and grey hang overhead. Champagne chills in tall glass flutes that seem to hover over round tables draped in white with a cool blue glow underneath. And as you sit at table eleven admiring the beauty of "E" in hand calligraphy, and take a bite of blueberry bavarian dessert you know, summer doesn't get any better than this!