Christmas Dinners! For me they are a love hate affair. As a young child watching my mother rush up and down and here and there, shop like mad, 'sterilise' the house, dress the lounge and dinning hall......in preparation for a big dinner believe it or not I developed something quite like a phobia for house guests.
My mum, an elegant and natural host and chef, a talented party 'thrower' was to me only a figure of admiration as I run 10,000 miles from any such affiliation; I must however confess that I believe i have undergone a transfiguration (of some sort) over the last year as only 2 weeks ago I offered to organise a big Christmas dinner at my place. If only you had seen me last week rush up and down and here and there, shop like mad, 'sterilise' the house, dress the lounge and dinning hall....yup just like my mum, except of course I did not only chant prayers to a merciful God but also had a great alliance of supportive & talented friends working with me. The success of the dinner can only be judged by those who partook of the evening but I recall thinking to myself on the night, as I served and danced with our guests “Wow, this is so not for real I’m becoming my mum....I need my sleeeeeeeep".
I now look back and think to myself "I won't be rushing to do that again very soon" but indeed it has been worth every ounce spent. So if you are organising a dinner I will say a prayer for you, its going to take work but hey, it's going to work out