Family Story Time -- A Dinner Party
When my mom was a kid, my grandmother and her sister, my Aunt Um, sent their kids, my mom, my Aunt Karen, and my cousin Rob, for a "vacation" with some of the crazier members of the family, Aunt Cis and Aunt Mary, at their cottage in West Virginia.
Well, one day, Aunt Mary and Aunt Cis threw a dinner party for some of the people in the area.
However, they didn't really do any grocery shopping beforehand, so they didn't have all that much. The only meat they had was a can of Spam.
However, they had the things necessary to bake a cake, so they made a chocolate cake.
In the backyard, a large tree had fallen. and the stump became the base for a giant outdoor table.
Well, the kids were outside playing, so they didn't know what to expect for dinner.
When they got back from swimming in the lake, they brought out chairs to put around the table to sit.
Then, as people started arriving, my mom. aunt, and cousin found out what they were having for dinner: spam and biscuits. This is like chicken and biscuits, but Satanic: it contains two of the scariest words in English cuisine: Spam gravy.
So, as they looked at their dinner in (I'm guessing) horror. they sat down with the other people, which is when they discovered that, when the outdoor table was built, no one cleaned the tree stump or the area around it.
As everyone sat down, all the spiders that lived under the table came spilling out. My Aunt Karen is arachnophobic, so she did not react well.
I think that looking at the Spam and biscuits didn't help.
Well, after dinner, my mom and Aunt Karen were sent back to the cottage to put the leftovers away and bring out the cake.
Until the day she died, Aunt Mary was proud of the fact that she fed twelve with one can of spam and had leftovers. It's not the achievement she thought it was.
Anyway, my mom and aunt were told to bring out the cake and the plates. My mom was bringing out the plates when she heard my aunt scream and rushed back to the cottage. My aunt had taken the cloche off the cake stand and discovered that the cake was covered in ants.
They did not know what to do, so they called in Aunt Mary.
Aunt Mary wiped off the ants, and told my mom and aunt to say that the icing melted off the cake, and that's why it looked funny.
Then, it was served.
Needless to day, my mom and my aunt did not partake. They also warned off my cousin.
My aunt has always said that my grandmother's sisters loved their kids more because they never had to go on these trips. I'm not sure I disagree with her.
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This is for LJ Idol, The prompt was "There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days "There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days".
I get a sense of wistfulness from that prompt, which I don't normally feel. This story is an example of that.
Well, one day, Aunt Mary and Aunt Cis threw a dinner party for some of the people in the area.
However, they didn't really do any grocery shopping beforehand, so they didn't have all that much. The only meat they had was a can of Spam.
However, they had the things necessary to bake a cake, so they made a chocolate cake.
In the backyard, a large tree had fallen. and the stump became the base for a giant outdoor table.
Well, the kids were outside playing, so they didn't know what to expect for dinner.
When they got back from swimming in the lake, they brought out chairs to put around the table to sit.
Then, as people started arriving, my mom. aunt, and cousin found out what they were having for dinner: spam and biscuits. This is like chicken and biscuits, but Satanic: it contains two of the scariest words in English cuisine: Spam gravy.
So, as they looked at their dinner in (I'm guessing) horror. they sat down with the other people, which is when they discovered that, when the outdoor table was built, no one cleaned the tree stump or the area around it.
As everyone sat down, all the spiders that lived under the table came spilling out. My Aunt Karen is arachnophobic, so she did not react well.
I think that looking at the Spam and biscuits didn't help.
Well, after dinner, my mom and Aunt Karen were sent back to the cottage to put the leftovers away and bring out the cake.
Until the day she died, Aunt Mary was proud of the fact that she fed twelve with one can of spam and had leftovers. It's not the achievement she thought it was.
Anyway, my mom and aunt were told to bring out the cake and the plates. My mom was bringing out the plates when she heard my aunt scream and rushed back to the cottage. My aunt had taken the cloche off the cake stand and discovered that the cake was covered in ants.
They did not know what to do, so they called in Aunt Mary.
Aunt Mary wiped off the ants, and told my mom and aunt to say that the icing melted off the cake, and that's why it looked funny.
Then, it was served.
Needless to day, my mom and my aunt did not partake. They also warned off my cousin.
My aunt has always said that my grandmother's sisters loved their kids more because they never had to go on these trips. I'm not sure I disagree with her.
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This is for LJ Idol, The prompt was "There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days "There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days".
I get a sense of wistfulness from that prompt, which I don't normally feel. This story is an example of that.