Most Awesomest Party
Last weekend, John had the pleasure of attending a birthday party (of the cutie patootie he's sweet on in school) at the Young Chefs Academy. It was a drop off party (I thought this day would never come), but the minute I crossed the threshold, I knew it was one I had to see. The party room was a darling, cheerfully colored kitchen with stainless steel tables and stools arranged around a main demonstration island. Upon arrival, the little chefs first washed their hands and donned their aprons before setting off to make pizza from scratch. The party hostesses had a pretty cute gig - enough humor to keep the littles engaged and enough information and explanation to teach them something (I even learned a thing or two.) The birthday girl helped the hostesses make a big batch of pizza dough, and from that each attendee got a piece for their individual pies. After much rolling, kneading, chattering, sauce squirting, sneaky cheese sampling and pepperoni divvying, each little pizza went into the oven to bake.
It was a truly memorable and adorable party and I was thoroughly impressed with the order and patience of the hostesses (and that all seventeen in attendance stayed entertained in their seats the whole ninety minutes.) Quite the feat.