I realize I exuded an inordinate amount of energy whining about my previous calling as Party Princess. This is due to a lack of support and resources, not to the actual task. In fact, I pride myself on being able to throw a good party.
Usually.
At the very last minute, Jamie and I decided to invite my in-laws over for dinner recently. After extending the invitation, we then raided the pantry to ascertain the menu, which Jamie determined would be our infamous chicken cilantro quesadillas.
Now, if any of you ever need any party-planning tips, take it from this Party Princess: you can have the venue, you have have the decorations, you can have the entertainment. But you ain’t got nothin’ if you don’t have food.
And so I called my MIL (and the following is a true account):
“Hey Linda! I was wondering if maybe you could bring a couple of cups of grated cheese. “
“Sure, no problem.”
“And since you’ll be in the fridge, some salsa would be nice, too.”
“OK, cheese and salsa. Anything else? ”
“Well, since you asked, maybe some sour cream would be perfect.”
“All right. Anything else?”
“Well, if you have any tortillas laying around, that would be helpful, too. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of dessert.”
We hang up the phone, only for me to realize I am bereft of a key ingredient in my dessert. I call her again.
“Errr… Linda?”
“Yes, I know it’s you, Amber”
“Do you think you could also bring some cream cheese?”
(Sighs) “Yes, is that is?”
“I think so. In fact, why don’t you just take care of dinner all together?…”
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