RoCkInG The Boat!

		Wednesday, December 09, 2009
		You Know We Said That You'd Do All The Work Things are finally starting to wind DOWNWARD as I hurtle, like a snowball rolling down a ski-slope toward the Christmas Holiday. We held our annual Open House on Monday afternoon, which was the main reason I was in such a frenzy to finish up some of the remaining remodeling projects. Spent the entire day cooking (thankfully we have a full-sized kitchen including a four-burner stove, dishwasher and TWO refrigerators): a 10 lb. spiral-cut ham, 5 lbs of Swedish meatballs, 5 lbs of Cajun shrimp, 5 lbs of pot-stickers, 5 lbs of roasted potatoes, 75 mini-quiches, plus prepping and laying out the obligatory cheese-and-crackers, fruit and veggie platters, cookies (made by my friend Leslie), and other assorted goodies. If that sounds like overkill, well in some measure perhaps. But, we had about 60 RSVP's - about twice the number we get typically - and probably had about 75 come through the door throughout the afternoon and evening, which is roughly half again as many as I've seen in the four years I've been participating in these. Had it not been for the incredibly cold evening temps (our office actually had no heat and was a chilly 49 degrees when we came in Monday morning!) we probably would have seen an even better turnout; that's the thing with these events - you just never know how many people are going to show up. (Strangely, we had lots of fruit, veggies - and cookies - left over, but very little of the meaty snacks. Also, the three cases of beer remained veritably untouched, but the case of wine was completely emptied.) Now, if the above sounds like a lot of overworking on my part, keep in mind we do adhere to the time-honored rule that, "those who cook don't have to clean", so I was excused from the post-open house clean up, which left me time to shiver down the hill to see some friends play their Weimar/"Cabaret" era inspired music. After that, the rest of the week seems positively sedate. Plus, it's really, really quiet now, because I'm the only one in the office. Labels: Holidays, The Love Markets, Work Posted byCOMTE on 4:01 PM

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