The school year is rapidly closing, and that translates into one thing in our house: my kitchen has been transformed into a factory as I cook and bake for the traditional luncheon. Each year I swear that I am not doing it again, yet each June I find myself frantic and toiling in the kitchen, cooking a feast for 100 hungry teenagers and their mentors.
Scott teaches Special Education and Disadvantaged students, his classes
are small and many of his students have been with him throughout their
high school career. The first luncheon was hosted on a whim, as a means
of saying goodbye to a particularly special group of students. We both
quickly realized that the modest celebration was the only acknowledgment
that many of these students received for earning their diploma. Scott
and I both decided that all graduates deserve to have the milestone
celebrated, and since that time, Graduation Luncheon has become an
I would love to have the luncheon
catered, but it is cost prohibitive since we fund the event ourselves.
Instead, we scour sales circulars throughout May, trying to device a
special, yet economically sound, menu. Scott always promises to help,
and although he means well by this offer, I always end up kicking him
out of the kitchen. Having his novice hands in the mix creates more
frustrations, and he quickly becomes underfoot. Instead his talents are
utilized during clean-up when I pop off my leg and relax with a wine
Yesterday I spent nearly 4 hours prepping and assembling
over 70 pounds of lasagna. It may sound like a lot, but the appetites
of these teenagers always astounds me. Today I need to make the yeast
rolls (the menu changes each year, but the rolls are a much-anticipated
staple) and bake the chocolate chip cookies. I wish it was a little
cooler outside because my ovens will be on all day.
It's a lot of
work, but it will be worth it on Friday. I know that the kids, along
with their mentors, appreciate the celebration. Friday night I plan on
curling up to watch a movie on the couch and devour all the cupcakes
that are left over from the party!