(until you drop, or your back drops you!)
Last Thursday I hosted the Chick-Lit or Lit-Chick's dinner. It seems if we’re not in class, we never see each other, so I offered to make soup as a bribe to get us together. They pitched in with the sides of bread, and wine and dessert (and laughter, and stories, and ideas for more/better writing).
Then Friday night I went to another friend’s house to help her prepare for her holiday party on Saturday.
In the first night of cooking, my friend and I made:
A candle-shaped cheddar cheese ball
2 festive drinks
3 (types) dipped candies
4 dozen cookies (with date & walnuts)
Dough for 5 dozen sugar cookies.
One the second day of cooking, my friend and I made:
Six-ty homemade caramels (with and without nuts, individually wrapped)
7 pounds Italian meatballs
Shelled 8 pounds of shrimp
Iced 9 bottles white wine
10 six-packs of beer
Decanted 11 bottles of red wine
And spent 12 hours of cooking before the guests showed up.
On Sunday … I took muscle relaxers for my spasmming back and slept.
Tonight I … didn’t do much.
Tomorrow night the neighborhood girls are getting together again. I’m making a Spanish Tortilla with Chorizo and potatoes. They’re bringing the rest of the stuff.
Wednesday is our company Christmas lunch … and another hair cut (did you notice it’s short?)
Thursday … I veg out.
Friday Reynolds Price will do a holiday reading at my favorite Independent Book Store (Quail Ridge Books).
Saturday is anther Christmas party (but I only have to bring one appetizer to this!)
And Sunday is my dinner group. I’m in charge of dessert – and have decided to make these Hot Chocolate Fudge Cakes!