Short, Sardonic Midwestern Woman explains exactly what's wrong with the world and how things would run so much better as soon as everyone admits the whole universe revolves around HER.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
I'll Pass on the Dish
One of my better efforts
The dreaded DTP : Bring a Dish to Pass
Now there's a phrase that strikes terror in the hearts of the cooking-impaired like myself!
Why is this some bizarre requirement for holiday gatherings? Why not just give $10 to the hostess and be done with it? Just mingling with a crowd is enough of a 'toll' in my book, but now we have to add an entry fee designed to expose my every inadequacy to experience this misery?
I've had quite a few failures over the years:
The time I brought a pretty (but empty) ceramic dish, figuring I was going to get sent home with a windfall of leftovers.
The time I tried to convince everyone that name-brand paper napkins with turkeys on them were a 'secret family recipe'.
The great Jello fiasco of '05
The not-so-hard boiled eggs of '97...
The list goes on. Why then, do the invites? Bottom Line: the only thing I'm thankful for is that Thanksgiving only comes once a year.
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