I’m posting this before I go to the party, because there’s a good chance I will either be made to walk the plank or else expire from overdose of delicious food.
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Edwina, pirate king, stands on the feasting table on her galleon and prods guests who will not take another slice of cake with her snicker-snee. One guest lies dead on the floor, clutching a golden spoon spattered with chocolate remains.
Caption: Most guests seemed to work out fairly quickly that refusal of seconds at Edwina's Birthday Parties was not quite the thing.
Caption: Most guests seemed to work out fairly quickly that refusal of seconds at Edwina's Birthday Parties was not quite the thing.
That’s understandable but is thirds and higher encouraged?
It turned out that the killer pudding was not chocolate cake but a gigantic, and delicious, trifle. Seconds were magnificent, and thirds were offered, though fairly politely, and no-one had to be run through.
The colors just leaped off the screen at me! Very whimsical…Lately it seems that entertaining with food is very fraught: sugar is scary, wheat is verboten, where were those courgettes grown, etc. I just offer coffee (or tea, carefully) nowadays.
I was told at that same party that coffee will kill my brain cells. So perhaps, instead of eating and drinking, one should just quietly lie down and waste away. At least that would be safe, right?
Unless the trifle were drowned in sherry I would probably adore second helpings. Although I must say that I adore Pavlova even more…