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Cooking Hard
14/12/07 08:25Sunday is our annual open house holiday party. The menu for this seven-hour extravaganza includes:
I start cooking for this fiesta this morning. Spouse has been totally absorbed in creating a seven-hour music program for his computer so that we can have uninterrupted music (this has made it a little difficult to get him to do other things I want done, but we each have our priorities. And he did--after five years in residence--finally tuck away the hanging wires on the TV sound system. As he notes, having a party is great incentive to do all those chores he hasn't been motivated to accomplish). The girls (both of whom have end-of-the-school-year illnesses) will not be as useful as I want them to be. And I've got a cold, but am trying not to let it go to bronchitis. So I'm mapping out my cooking plan like an invasion of a small Balkan state. Chili and breads today. Turkey and cookies tomorrow. Ham on Sunday morning before the party. Miscellaneous cutting, prep, and last-minute shopping on Sunday morning. If you don't hear from me much in the next couple of days, assume I'm cooking. Or washing pots.
Baked Ham
Turkey
Chili
Lox and bagels (Hey, we're New Yorkers)
Salad
Fruit Salad
Chocolate Bread
Gingerbread
Pumpkin Bread
Banana Bread
miscellaneous cookies (probably spice cookies and chocolate chip cookies)
Chips, salsa, crudites, dip, cheese, crackers, etc.
Wine
Beer
Cider
Soft drinks
Coffee and Tea
I start cooking for this fiesta this morning. Spouse has been totally absorbed in creating a seven-hour music program for his computer so that we can have uninterrupted music (this has made it a little difficult to get him to do other things I want done, but we each have our priorities. And he did--after five years in residence--finally tuck away the hanging wires on the TV sound system. As he notes, having a party is great incentive to do all those chores he hasn't been motivated to accomplish). The girls (both of whom have end-of-the-school-year illnesses) will not be as useful as I want them to be. And I've got a cold, but am trying not to let it go to bronchitis. So I'm mapping out my cooking plan like an invasion of a small Balkan state. Chili and breads today. Turkey and cookies tomorrow. Ham on Sunday morning before the party. Miscellaneous cutting, prep, and last-minute shopping on Sunday morning. If you don't hear from me much in the next couple of days, assume I'm cooking. Or washing pots.