The Dinner Panic

Saturday was the annual Cub Scout Christmas dinner. I akipped the Dallas Parade walk to stay home an cook. All day, I thought of how "lucky" I was to be indoor slaving in the kitchen instead of waiting in the cold moist air to only walk two miles of the parade and return back to wait in the gridlocked parking lot. Dinner started at 6:30 p.m. and at 8:30 p.m. I'm left with 4 other parents to clean-up the banquet hall from over 150 vultures that desended on the feast.

I cooked from 9:30 a.m. until 5:30 p.m.; cleaned and packed supplies while the oven was full. I prepared two turkeys, two hams, dressing and gravy for the masses. Each family was to prepare a covered dish (sidedish) and at least two liters of thier favorite beverage. When I look up at 6:20 from setting up the serving line, I see that we have about 50 people, 4 sidedishes and 4 two liter bottles to drink. I paniced. I sent my dauter out for publix potato salad and 9-two liter bottles of soft drinks. By 6:30 p.m. (and the time Dani returned) the room was full and the table had been graced with mac'n cheese and green beans by the dozen.

I have never seen food disappear so fast in all my life. Half-way through everyone being served - the turkey was gone. At the end of the evening, we had no sides left, 6 jars of ranch dip, 3 bags of chips and 10 slices of ham left. Thank goodness...the story of fishes and loaves repeats.