How much macaroni and cheese can twenty-odd fourteen-year-olds and about half as many parents eat on a hungry Friday night? That’s the existential question I have to answer tonight when I cook the dinner for a crafting/eating/movie party for my daughter’s eight-grade class.
I have a horror of serving too little food and making party guests go hungry. The memory of one especially awful birthday party I attended where the only food was those little raw carrots and a grocery store birthday cake with NO CHOCOLATE IN IT WHATSOEVER is still fresh in my mind, a good eight years later. As a result, I always serve way too much food. I wonder if that’s really possible with this crowd?
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