dinner-party

See also: dinner party

English

Noun

dinner-party (plural dinner-parties)

1. Alternative form of dinner party.
   • 1842, [Katherine] Thomson, chapter XIII, in Widows and Widowers. A Romance of Real Life., volume I, London: Richard Bentley, […], →OCLC, page 289:

     An attempt at entrées and removes failed at the first dinner-party.

   • 1848 November – 1850 December, William Makepeace Thackeray, chapter 19, in The History of Pendennis. […], volume (please specify |volume=I or II), London: Bradbury and Evans, […], published 1849–1850, →OCLC:

     [H]aving a dinner-party at his rooms to entertain some friends from London, nothing would satisfy Mr. Foker but painting Mr. Buck’s door vermilion, in which freak he was caught by the proctors …

   • 1851 February, “A Little Stimulant — A Temperance Tale”, in Harper's New Monthly Magazine, volume 2, number 9, page 363:

     Walter, yet new in his spousedom, was more amenable than an older hand ; but Rosa had no want of anxiety in this her first dinner-party.

   • 1863, J[oseph] Sheridan Le Fanu, “Which Concerns the Grand Dinner at the King’s House, and Who Were There, and Something of Their Talk, Reveries, Disputes, and General Jollity”, in The House by the Church-yard. […], volume I, London: Tinsley, Brothers, […], →OCLC, page 233:

     "She knows well enough I like her," so his liking said in confidence to his vanity, and even he hardly overheard them talk; "better a great deal than I knew it myself, till old Strafford got together this confounded stupid dinner-party (he caught Miss Chattesworth glancing at him with a peculiar look of inquiry). Why the plague did he ask me here? it was Puddock's turn, and he likes venison and compots, […]"

   • 1883, R.L. Stevenson, “Napa wine”, in The Silverado Squatters‎^[1], Chatto and Windus, →ISBN, page 35f.:

     If wine is to withdraw its most poetic countenance, the sun of the white dinner-cloth, a deity to be invoked by two or three, all fervent, hushing their talk, degusting tenderly and storing reminiscences &emdash; for a bottle of good wine, like a good act, shines ever in the retrospect — if wine is to desert us, go thy ways, old Jack! Now we begin to have compunctions, and look back at the brave bottles squandered upon dinner-parties, where the guests drank grossly, discussing politics the while, and even the schoolboy "took his whack," like liquorice water.

   • 1887, Harriet W. Daly, Digging, Squatting, and Pioneering Life in the Northern Territory of South Australia, page 79:

     We gave such dinner-parties as our commissariat allowed; the menu was simplicity itself - " blanket " for every course, cunningly disguised as soup, entree, and, I was going to say, joint.

   • 1919, Saki, The Toys of Peace and Other Papers:

     She is only coming to gloat over my bedraggled and flowerless borders and to sing the praises of her own detestably over-cultivated garden. I’m sick of being told that it’s the envy of the neighbourhood; it’s like everything else that belongs to her—her car, her dinner-parties, even her headaches, they are all superlative; no one else ever had anything like them.

   • 1938, Norman Lindsay, Age of Consent, 1st Australian edition, Sydney, N.S.W.: Ure Smith, published 1962, →OCLC, page 167:

     "Oysters and whitebait and a tin of pate, peaches and a pineapple and one of our fowls; well, a woman might like to give herself a nice little dinner once in a while, but not a bottle of wine at four shillings and a three and sixpenny tin of cigarettes, for I never will believe she's took to drink and smoking of a suddent, so own up, Mr. Widgett, it's a little dinner-party on your account."

   • 1966, Eric Walter White, “Part One: The Man”, “10. The Return of the Native (1962)”, in Stravinsky: The Composer and His Works, University of California Press, published 1972, →ISBN, page 124:

     After recording the Dostoievskyan dinner-party at the Metropole Hotel, Moscow, on 1 October and meditating on the effects of Stravinsky’s exile, Craft wrote in his Diary: ‘I am certain that to be recognised and acclaimed as a Russian in Russia, and to be performed there, has meant more to him than anything else in the years I have known him.’