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...Oh Boy, Did They Ever.
As many of you know, Hubby and I like to cruise. Before a voyage we meet on-line with others who will be on the ship with us. We arrange a real life event on the ship. We usually meet after boat-drill to see who's here. (Identify yourselves by wearing Mardi-Gras beads, Aloha shirts and/or big straw hats.) We've always met wonderful people that way. Sometimes, we meet old friends.
One of the things our group likes to do is the Cabin Crawl. Ships have many levels of cabins. Some may choose a very economical inside four. Others have Veranda cabins and we've had a few who were inhabiting suites with a baby grand piano and a dining table that seats 12.
The rules for the Cabin Crawl are all the same. On a sea day, the cabins are opened on a schedule. Our cabin, along with several others will be opened for inspection by members of the group from 2 PM to 2:30. Others will be opened from 2:30 to 3 PM. Schedules for the Cabin Crawl are distributed to all interested parties.
People who wish to drink something along the way bring their own drinks. Hosts of the Cabin Crawl often provide snacks. It may be as modest as a bag on M&Ms. It can be as lavish as a huge spread of hot and cold appetizers.
Hubby and I decided we wanted to offer something nice. That was our undoing.
The night before the Cabin Crawl we called catering and said we wanted a platter of cheese, fruit and crackers to serve 20 people. We had looked up the price on that menu and were perfectly willing to pay what it would cost. Somehow, something went hilariously wrong.
Our guests were expected in about about ten minutes when, in what can only be described as a flotilla of waiters in white coats sailed in with trays and deposited twenty portions of room service cheese, fruit and cracker plates in our room. It wasn't the elegant spread we imagined but it was bountiful. We had the things piled up all over the place. It was close to an infestation of Tribbles if you substitute metal shells over china plates for the proliferation of furry little things.
People enjoyed the spread but there was still too much left. We found ourselves saying to our visitors, " Please, take this back to you Cabin and enjoy it". It was sort of a reverse Trick or Treat. Please, get this stuff out of here, please, please.
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As many of you know, Hubby and I like to cruise. Before a voyage we meet on-line with others who will be on the ship with us. We arrange a real life event on the ship. We usually meet after boat-drill to see who's here. (Identify yourselves by wearing Mardi-Gras beads, Aloha shirts and/or big straw hats.) We've always met wonderful people that way. Sometimes, we meet old friends.
One of the things our group likes to do is the Cabin Crawl. Ships have many levels of cabins. Some may choose a very economical inside four. Others have Veranda cabins and we've had a few who were inhabiting suites with a baby grand piano and a dining table that seats 12.
The rules for the Cabin Crawl are all the same. On a sea day, the cabins are opened on a schedule. Our cabin, along with several others will be opened for inspection by members of the group from 2 PM to 2:30. Others will be opened from 2:30 to 3 PM. Schedules for the Cabin Crawl are distributed to all interested parties.
People who wish to drink something along the way bring their own drinks. Hosts of the Cabin Crawl often provide snacks. It may be as modest as a bag on M&Ms. It can be as lavish as a huge spread of hot and cold appetizers.
Hubby and I decided we wanted to offer something nice. That was our undoing.
The night before the Cabin Crawl we called catering and said we wanted a platter of cheese, fruit and crackers to serve 20 people. We had looked up the price on that menu and were perfectly willing to pay what it would cost. Somehow, something went hilariously wrong.
Our guests were expected in about about ten minutes when, in what can only be described as a flotilla of waiters in white coats sailed in with trays and deposited twenty portions of room service cheese, fruit and cracker plates in our room. It wasn't the elegant spread we imagined but it was bountiful. We had the things piled up all over the place. It was close to an infestation of Tribbles if you substitute metal shells over china plates for the proliferation of furry little things.
People enjoyed the spread but there was still too much left. We found ourselves saying to our visitors, " Please, take this back to you Cabin and enjoy it". It was sort of a reverse Trick or Treat. Please, get this stuff out of here, please, please.
i