Entertaining

The curmudgeon's sainted wife loves to entertain - candlelight dinner parties, pool parties, riparian dinners, the works.  I, on the other hand, am a curmudgeon.  This is essentially the antithesis of entertaining.  The Curmudgeon Handbook doesn't even cover this topic since it was written, well, by curmudgeons.  The word on the street, though, is just to lay low and concentrate on your favorite Matlock for strength.


The scariest thing about my wife's entertaining, however, is not the event, but the fact that she loves to try out fancy new recipes ON GUESTS.  The first time she did this I was horrified.  Not only because the guests were my family, but also because back in my pre-curmudgeon wild & crazy single days I had practiced all my recipes on myself before I sprung them on unsuspecting guests.  The second time she did this, it was a crown roast, and as I pranced into the butcher to pick it up, I confidently whipped out a 20 only to discover it was more like $50.  


It rode home with a seatbelt on.