Well I must say there's some really sociable joy going on in this thread! What on earth is wrong with going to a friends for dinner, and maybe meeting someone who you didn't know previously who, you never know, you may just like? even if you don't like them, surely you like the hosts?
I find throwing as much booze down my throat as possible and talking about sex (preferably with the hostess - I think I slurred the line "you're looking particually smashable tonight poppy" last Saturday - at least her husband laughed!) tends to loosen up the conversation nicely.
My understanding is that "supper" is a meal that is served later, say 10pm, and usually after the Opera or the Theatre.
Stuart Maconie suggests that supper is a meal, usually cheese on toast, eaten in ones dressing gown and slippers.
From one of the finest travelogues ever written; Pies and Prejudice.
https://www.theguardian.com/books/2007/feb/03/travel.travelbooks
Sorry ernie, guardian link and all that...
It's breakfast, dinner, tea and supper! Supper is a bowl of cereal or a couple of digestive biscuits if you're peckish before bed 🙂
I enjoy eating at home with close friends, but large dinner parties (especially if they're called supper) where you don't have much in common with most of the other guests can be dire. When the conversation is based entirely around pensions, mortgages, or boasting about their children's achievements. I've been to a few parties like that.
do you
make it past the starter
before
ranting on about
israel
?
Wait until the bridge evenings start.....