Corey blogs...

...how to host a game night!

Many hands hold playing cards around a table covered in drinks and snacks.

A few months before I turned 40, I stopped drinking.

I wanted to leave certain things in my 30s, and alcohol was a no-brainer. Giving it up was the right call, but I quickly realized being sober in a bar wasn't for me—so my partner, B, and I started hosting a weekly game night at home instead.

We're now several years in, and it's become a favorite tradition amongst our circle of friends and a total hit with out-of-town guests.

Here's how a typical game night goes:

Have a look at last Saturday's edition, if you'd like:

A homemade hummus and topping plate on the kitchen counter.

Peter brought a beautiful (garlic-free) hummus plate for everyone to snack on while the kitchen warmed up...

A large wooden bowl filled with fresh arugula salad and shaved parmesan.
A large serving bowl of bright green pesto pasta.

B and Terence put together an arugula salad with lemon dressing and shaved parmesan, plus a giant bowl of pesto pasta. The pasta is always a huge hit with this crew—B's secret is stirring in sour cream for extra richness...

Dominoes arranged in rows on a wooden table during a game of Mexican Train.

After dinner and dishes, we used the Terence Method™ to pick our seats for Mexican Train. It actually matters who plays right before you, so Terence hides all the colored plastic train markers behind his back, has someone point to a random chair at the table, and pulls a train out blindly. The person who claimed that train color has to sit in that seat.

The goal of the game is to get rid of all your tiles first and finish all 13 rounds with the lowest score...like golf.

A smattering of dominoes lying face up, unmatching.

Things weren't looking great for me in this round—nothing lined up and I had some pretty big tiles...

A glass dish filled with homemade banana pudding.

...but Peter's homemade banana pudding gave me just the boost I needed!

A handwritten scorecard showing the final point tallies for the game.

In the end, I pulled out a win...because of course I did! Jk. :)

Normally we play from the double-12 tile all the way down to zero, but we were up late Tuesday night watching election coverage and Sumier was still a bit jet-lagged from a recent trip abroad, so we called it halfway through the game.

A few additional tips:

Playing games is fun, of course, but my favorite part of these evenings is watching everyone's guard come down after a long week as the trash-talking turns delightfully silly and giggly.

The night always wraps with a group pic (including Ellie, of course), so the digital frame in our living room is now full of years of game night memories. Then we pass out leftovers, hug at the front door, and everyone sends a quick text to the group chat once they've made it home safely.

It's something I look forward to every weekend.

Game nights in your 40s! Who knew?!

Ellie the dog watching the game night unfold from her cozy bed.
Ellie, my good luck charm, looking concerned for me after a few rocky rounds.

(Top photo by Sidral Mundet.)