Diary of The Food Whore

There have been many occasions this week where I asked myself why I do this.   We were shorted on a food delivery, some of the produce was rotten, and there was a chain of unfurtunate events that lead to me having to make a trip to - that place I hate the most - Costco.

On sample day.

On the hottest day of the year.

Seriously, people, it’s a freaking chicken nugget - there’s no need to demo derby your carts to get to them.  (Annie - I nearly lost my nice…)

But last night, even as I was losing a battle with an oven that would not hold temperature, I remembered why I do this.   The Bride and Groom arrived to the venue and the first place they came was to the kitchen.  They cheered when they saw the food and gave us big hugs.  They were a darling couple, so intent on showing their guests a good time.  And their attitude showed through the entire room.   People were happy - they were kind - they were fun. 

The vibe in the room was that of complete happiness.

And when I walked the tables to do a quick sweep of anything messing up the flow, I only found one cocktail meatball sitting precariously on the edge of the table. And as is habit I put it in my pocket, and kept scanning the room.

But on my way back to the kitchen my worst fear happened - I was pulled onto the dance floor. And at first I resisted but then I thought ‘What the Hell - it’s the new me’, so I allowed myself to be spun a few times and had a few laughs. And I thought I was in the clear until he dipped me - and that cocktail meatball fell onto the floor at a moment when the music stopped and all eyes were on me.

And on that meatball… and that meatball didn’t look so much like a meatball lying there in the middle of the dance floor.

Before I could stop myself I found myself shouting, “I swear it’s a meatball!!”

And everyone laughed. And my dance partner did that dramatic forehead wipe and said, ‘Whew… for a minute there I thought you got so excited you pooped.”

Now I remember….

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