Feeling Half-Baked

Christopher and I, lamenting how little we actually see of people we live very close to, decided a while back that we would have a brunch for "all of the people we know who live within easy walking distance." Or, more precisely "all of the people we know who live within a distance which would be easy for us to walk to to drop off invitations since we don't have email addresses for all of them."

We decided to have this brunch tomorrow. But, since it's a fairly small group (probably only about 8 of us - we really probably ought to meet more of our neighbors), we decided not to make all of our "old standby" foods but, instead, try a few new things. Which is wonderful in theory.

Unfortunately, it's a little weird in the execution. You see, I've gotten very used to making the same set of dishes for brunches over the past few years. Yes, there are always variations, but the main staples are always... well... staples. And tomorrow's brunch is pretty much staple-less. (Okay, be honest, how many of you looked at that word and read it as "strapless"?)

With the staples out the window, we've somehow gotten ourselves into a situation where about 90% of the food prep needs to take place tomorrow morning. Oh, sure, we'll both be awake around 7am (thanks to our work-week alarm clocks), and people aren't due to arrive until 11am, but it still seems like a lot of stuff needs to be done. Especially since I've usually got about 50% or more done before I go to bed the night before a brunch. But cinnamon rolls are better fresh, as are bacon and biscuits, so there you have portions of our dilemma.

We'll see how it goes. I'm sure that we'll all have a very nice time - even if the timing might be a little off on the food going in and out of the oven.

Although... If I could just figure out one or two more things to do tonight, I know I'd feel better... Perhaps I should vacuum...