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Monday, June 05, 2006
The carnage that didn't happen
Last Friday I got an invite to the premiere of Cars, courtesy of my ex-colleague Cynthia. Obviously, I jumped at the chance to watch the movie about a week before everyone else, especially since she mentioned that a free dinner was thrown in. Italiannies too! Yummy. Of course, she forgot to mention that this was a press event and there were tons of journalists around, so for dinner I sat at a table with five of my other ex-colleagues, and maybe twelve to fourteen people I didn't know. The other fancy-schmancy event that I was forced to attend comes to mind. Well, at least the food is a million times better this time around.
The dinner was on the company sponsoring the event, which as one of my ex-colleagues joked, must have planned all this in advance so no one could write anything bad about them. In the beginning, there wasn't enough food to go around the table. I sat at one end with my ex-colleagues, and the starters arrived at the other end. By the time it got over to our side the fried calamari was all but gone, including the sauce which it came with. This prompted a lot of bitching over at my end of the table. That wasn't the only plate of fried calamari though, so the moment my ex-colleagues sighted the next plate they waved the waitperson over to place it over at our end.
Little did we all know of what was to come.
Not long after the second plate of calamari came a third, which everyone wolfed down hungrily. And then came two plates of their spaghetti with meatballs (which are the size of tennis balls, btw, and FULLY packed with meat). And then another. Then two plates of shrimp linguini. And two plates of chicken carbonara.
If you're familiar with the serving portions of Itallianies, you would be well aware that this alone was more than enough to feed our table of eighteen to twenty people rather comfortably. But that wasn't the end of the food. Soon afterwards, two more plates of beef carbonara appeared. The moment the waitpeople appeared with yet another plate of beef carbonara and two dishes (chicken with some vegetables on top - forgot what it's called), everyone stared in horror and started screaming "NO MORE!!! NO MORE~!!!"
Then the spokesperson for the company appeared and asked how we were all enjoying our dinner. "There's still dessert, you know?" she said, rather cheerily.
Oh. My. GOD.
The table was served two plates of bread pudding and two plates of cheesecake for dessert.
After we were all (finally) done, we surveyed the carnage on the table. Most people had stopped eating sometime after the chicken carbonara appeared, so everything else was half-eaten. Someone joked that if one of us bagged all of the remaining food they wouldn't have to buy any for the next two weeks. The food didn't go to waste, however, as the company was nice enough to let everyone bag the food.
Considering how everything went, it was a miracle that no one fell asleep during the movie. Like how another ex-colleague put it, "Too much food, too little stomach."
P.S.: Cars is a FANTASTIC movie. Don't miss it!
The dinner was on the company sponsoring the event, which as one of my ex-colleagues joked, must have planned all this in advance so no one could write anything bad about them. In the beginning, there wasn't enough food to go around the table. I sat at one end with my ex-colleagues, and the starters arrived at the other end. By the time it got over to our side the fried calamari was all but gone, including the sauce which it came with. This prompted a lot of bitching over at my end of the table. That wasn't the only plate of fried calamari though, so the moment my ex-colleagues sighted the next plate they waved the waitperson over to place it over at our end.
Little did we all know of what was to come.
Not long after the second plate of calamari came a third, which everyone wolfed down hungrily. And then came two plates of their spaghetti with meatballs (which are the size of tennis balls, btw, and FULLY packed with meat). And then another. Then two plates of shrimp linguini. And two plates of chicken carbonara.
If you're familiar with the serving portions of Itallianies, you would be well aware that this alone was more than enough to feed our table of eighteen to twenty people rather comfortably. But that wasn't the end of the food. Soon afterwards, two more plates of beef carbonara appeared. The moment the waitpeople appeared with yet another plate of beef carbonara and two dishes (chicken with some vegetables on top - forgot what it's called), everyone stared in horror and started screaming "NO MORE!!! NO MORE~!!!"
Then the spokesperson for the company appeared and asked how we were all enjoying our dinner. "There's still dessert, you know?" she said, rather cheerily.
Oh. My. GOD.
The table was served two plates of bread pudding and two plates of cheesecake for dessert.
After we were all (finally) done, we surveyed the carnage on the table. Most people had stopped eating sometime after the chicken carbonara appeared, so everything else was half-eaten. Someone joked that if one of us bagged all of the remaining food they wouldn't have to buy any for the next two weeks. The food didn't go to waste, however, as the company was nice enough to let everyone bag the food.
Considering how everything went, it was a miracle that no one fell asleep during the movie. Like how another ex-colleague put it, "Too much food, too little stomach."
P.S.: Cars is a FANTASTIC movie. Don't miss it!
Published by: whiterabbit # 6/05/2006 10:48:00 am 
