Today’s the boss’s birthday party. I’m not sure about any other small town companies, but when ours celebrates, ours really cooks. 😛
Since it’s the office crew’s idea, we’ll be doing the cooking. (At least most of it.) Like last year, we’ve invited the guys in the field to join us. Our office staff is a group of great cooks–including the men.
To be very honest, the men may be better at it than us women. That’s because the men in the office are Ray Spess’s male descendants, and they were born to cook.
Most of his female descendants do okay, too. 🙂
So Brother Jeffrey (he’s the one on the right)
is charcoaling chicken for the crew. (Y!U!M!) And rather than ordering a birthday cake this year,
everyone in the office is making a dessert and a side dish. I’m making Mama’s Coleslaw and Sigrid’s Carrot Cake from Pioneer Woman.
And I got up at 3:11 am to do it. LOL.
I don’t know if there’s anyone like me, but I have way more energy in the morning than I do in the evenings, especially after work. And when there’s something going on, like this party, I can’t sleep.
I finally learned to put the two things together and cook the morning of any Big Deal. My mind and body are awake, and I’m ready to go, go, go–except for my eyes. They feel raw and salt filled.
So while my cake is baking, I’m watching an old movie, drinking coffee and trying to think of a protective coating for my eyeballs.