The FARTY's over
A follow up report on the FARTY:
Foul Weather Fails to Foil Farty-goers
Neither rain nor snow…by kayak or canoe…they came.
Threatened more by a shortage of vittles, no one was late for the starting gun at 6. (Don’t forget, Susie Q didn’t have a chance to keep her record of always being late as she was illin’’ and could not attend)
It was a gourmand’s delight. Some bought tasty goodies (from 4 star markets), others made tempting treats from scratch. The prize for labor intensive preparation goes to the person (who shall remain unnamed) who took $2 worth of eggs and spent 5 (five) hours (@$20/hr) turning them into what you thought were “deviled eggs.” My CPA tells me this works out to about $4 per egg. Hope you enjoyed them.
It turned out that even after over four hours of unsurpassed gluttony, HUGE amounts of foodstuffs remained in the trough. A “care” package was sent to feed a small village in Somalia for a week. (I escaped with $20 worth of eggs)
Someone suggested that, rather than take the extended naps we were all craving - we play BRIDGE! We waddled to our seats and let the fun begin. Two tables of overstuffed, half loaded (I speak only for myself) card shuckers – it was a kibitzer’s delight. Shouts from one table or another of “7 no trump” or “down eleven hundred” failed miserably in the attempt to influence the other table. A word of caution – don’t whisper anything within 50 yards of Annie if you want to keep a secret.
Three team matches with set pairs but team mate changes were blessedly completed in a timely fashion (thank you , Fox) Marta and Fox were the winners with 58 VPs, followed closely by Anna and Susan with 56. The so-called flight “A” players got coupons for 50% off “Ace of Clubs” next intermediate class.
I don’t know about you, but the cries of “Farty! Farty!” will long linger in memory.
Foul Weather Fails to Foil Farty-goers
Neither rain nor snow…by kayak or canoe…they came.
Threatened more by a shortage of vittles, no one was late for the starting gun at 6. (Don’t forget, Susie Q didn’t have a chance to keep her record of always being late as she was illin’’ and could not attend)
It was a gourmand’s delight. Some bought tasty goodies (from 4 star markets), others made tempting treats from scratch. The prize for labor intensive preparation goes to the person (who shall remain unnamed) who took $2 worth of eggs and spent 5 (five) hours (@$20/hr) turning them into what you thought were “deviled eggs.” My CPA tells me this works out to about $4 per egg. Hope you enjoyed them.
It turned out that even after over four hours of unsurpassed gluttony, HUGE amounts of foodstuffs remained in the trough. A “care” package was sent to feed a small village in Somalia for a week. (I escaped with $20 worth of eggs)
Someone suggested that, rather than take the extended naps we were all craving - we play BRIDGE! We waddled to our seats and let the fun begin. Two tables of overstuffed, half loaded (I speak only for myself) card shuckers – it was a kibitzer’s delight. Shouts from one table or another of “7 no trump” or “down eleven hundred” failed miserably in the attempt to influence the other table. A word of caution – don’t whisper anything within 50 yards of Annie if you want to keep a secret.
Three team matches with set pairs but team mate changes were blessedly completed in a timely fashion (thank you , Fox) Marta and Fox were the winners with 58 VPs, followed closely by Anna and Susan with 56. The so-called flight “A” players got coupons for 50% off “Ace of Clubs” next intermediate class.
I don’t know about you, but the cries of “Farty! Farty!” will long linger in memory.
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