Saturday, December 10, 2005

The Christmas Party

The Christmas party seemed doomed from the start. Let's go through the issues one by one shall we?

1) Before i even got home, my mom dropped a container full of candy cane cookies and broke all of them. More broken pieces for me, but my mom was not in a very happy mood when I got home.

2) When i got home, i made the stupid suggestion that we put chocolate on all the little cheesecakes, leading my mom to say "well, not everyone likes chocolate." to which i smartly answered "well, the people who don't like chocolate don't deserve a cheesecake." My mom took that serious and after the whole cookie dropping incident you can only imagine what happened.

3) Our oven caught on fire...not just smoke, actually flame on the bottom of the oven. We put it out, but the whole house smelled like smoke.

4) The brie would not get done (note changes to the recipe). It was supposed to be put in the oven that had caught on fire, but we didn't want it tasting smoky so we had to wait for the potatoes to be done in the top oven to put the brie in and then it baked forever and ever.

5) we took the shrimp out of the bag we had bought and one whole bag had what looked like freezer burn around the edges of the shrimp. We debated whether to cut the white junk off or throw out the shrimp...you decide for yourself what we actually did.

6) We didn't have any ice to put the beer and sodas on, so we packed them with snow.

7) The honey mustard sauce turned this scary white color when we moved it to a decorative glass dish. When we moved it back to the plastic container it came in, it was fine.

8) The first bottle of wine we opened, half the cork broke off in the bottle. We had to screw a screw into the cork and then pull it out.

After the people arrived, everything went pretty well though. It sure had an eventful start.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

It's a proven fact that your oven only catches on fire when you're entertaining guests. Take, for instance, the time my parents, expecting company later that night and thus not wanting to cook, ordered pizzas. I was running late from work so they put them in the oven to keep them warm... box and all. I came home from work and saw smoke pouring out of the oven. You do the math. Cardboard + oven = smoky mess. It was a cold night and we had to open the doors to empty the house of smoke. It worked but we were freezing the whole night. Nice story to tell though. :)

-Bryan