Yes, it came and went and when all was said and done, I was the one stuffed!
I tried to eat in moderation, but you seem obligated to try a little of what each person brought. It’s not that way when you’re a kid. You may have to eat some “real food” before the desserts, but parents have a large variety to choose from to satisfy even the pickiest of eaters. However, adults have it worse. You have to appease everyone who brought something. I took a small spoonful from several things, even getting a few of what I don’t care for before I sat down. I wasn’t able to get everything on my plate because there was simply too much to get. I no sooner got my long legs in at the bench table in the kitchen, when someone pointed out that I didn’t have any of what they had brought on my plate. That followed with the explanation, that I “ran out of room”. I ate about three things and then quickly got up and filled the opening with the missing elements. I then sat down and ate to my discomfort and then some. No sooner had I taken the last bite, when it was asked, “Would you like some coffee with your dessert?”
What dessert? I had no room for dessert. I am thankful for being able to have a family of great cooks who like to share their skills with others. I am thankful God made stomachs stretchable. I am thankful that I can recuperate for a while before we get together like that again.
