Because I just blew it.
Specifically, I blew a gasket when I found out at 5:15 that we were expecting 2 extra people for dinner. (That really doesn’t give me a lot of time to pull a rabbit out of a hat and create an extra London Broil out of thin air….)
Portions will be small, people. Load up on the corn and baked beans, because I had several different kinds of French fries but none of them could be baked at the same temperature, so I could only make one variety–probably not enough for everyone.
So much for that whole gracious-housewife thing. Pass me a Milky Way.