We never get invited to Girls weekend. I think the reason is obvious. But when you are invited to cater dinner, you can get an inside track. This would be a bit of a test of our abilities and flexibility, as there were a few twists and turns to be navigated.
The idea started, as many things do, at the dentist… Shawn was asked if he would be interested in catering a meal for a girl’s weekend. We didn’t know how many people, but it would be less formal, with a good group of people and the place they had rented looked great. The menu planning was coming along, but then came a few bumps… One vegetarian, well that was not an issue, since there would still be lots for her to eat. Then we were informed of a few dislikes and altered the menu accordingly. The big monkey wrench came just a few weeks before the event. The owners of the house the girls had rented had been sold. This left them scrambling to find a new spot, not only to eat, but to stay for the weekend. They ended up finding a lovely spot, but we were going in without knowing what to expect. the house was practically brand new. would they have enough cookware, serving pieces, or even plates??? Much of our menu was slated for the barbecue and we could not confirm until the day before, if one existed. We had to have a backup plan for almost everything. How would it all workout? Well we took everything that we might need, including borrowing some serving pieces from Steph, some nice disposable plates and cutlery, and some of our own pots and pans.