Our friend “Roz” was hosting a pot luck dinner and had a “sign up for approval” list in the office. I consulted with my GF about what to bring, and after consideration we decided a cocktail snack would be just the thing, since “Roz’s” parties typically have a heavy booze quotient and music.
We weren’t sure but suspected food would be consumed informally on a plastic plate standing. We’ve had hits and misses with party food, and my GF is still mad about spending $28 on bacon for her bacon wrapped prunes that went unnoticed at another “Roz” event, so she insisted on a “ hot ticket item”. For her this is Swedish Meatballs. My GF has a family recipe but has since put her own twist on them, and we thought nobody, but nobody would be able to resist.
I put the item on the “sign up for approval” list, and was pleased to see most at the time had put down “cookies” and “sheet cake” above my entry. I’m used to good natured ribbing from “Roz” but was surprised to see the next day marked on the list a circle around my item in red ink with the question “Has somebody been at the frozen section at IKEA?” I knew it was a jab since my GF won’t share the recipe, so left it alone knowing this would only upset my GF who was already preparing them in our slow cooker. (Full disclosure I tried one and they were exquisite.)
Flash forward to the party. We arrived with the meatballs and a disposable sterno and stand. Most people brought dessert so we were pleased to offer a savory food. “Roz” thanked us and placed the meatballs by the cakes. My GF said it would be better by the salads and non—sweets but Roz insisted “Swedish meatballs are sweet” and “people would get it”.
Well, by the later part of the evening most of the meatballs were not consumed (except by “Jim”’ “Roz ‘s” boyfriend) since it was competing with sheet cake and not a dessert. “Roz” fed 2 to Cranberries, her dog, and we took most home, which the GF thoughtfully served over linguine.
I mentioned to “Roz” we were disappointed, and she said “my responsibility is to put things out, yours is to read the crowd. Also Cranberries loved them. People seem to respond better to less expected meatballs like Italian”.
My GF feels our dish “was dissed” but I ate heap the next day. Despite that, I think this was a slight, although I’m not willing to to choreograph meatball placement on the table. Now I’m in the middle. Who’s side do you think is right?
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