Pentathlon.

It's midnight.

Last Friday, i decided to go out of my mind and make a special Greek/Roman inspired meal for the students on the day of their Pentathlon.
Created a menu, sent a flyer home to all the parents.

Entree, 2 sides, and a dessert for $7 a plate.
Menu:

Entree: Grilled rosemary/lemon chicken

Side Choices: Bread with dipping oil, Greek Salad, Spanakopita

Dessert Choices: Bakalava or chevre stuffed honey drizzled figs


Today

4:00pm - counted up all the meals and felt a little dizzy

4:30pm - a mom asked me "have you ever cooked for 50 people before?"
"No, but i've got a lot of confidence!" was my reply.

5:00pm - a phone call was placed to The Chef, recipes given, and the farewell "Ok, ill call you when im panicking" "Yup, talk to you then" exchanged.

7:00 - deposited an obscene amount of checks into my account for one of four things: yearbook, pizza money, ad space, pentathlon lunch. Decided my Indian name should be "wearer of many hats".

7:01 - Wished i got to keep all that money.

9:00pm - after being in the store for an hour and a half, spent $200 on food, 99% of which i will not eat.

10:00pm - slowly and painfully took the skin off 11 lemons with a vegetable peeler. cursed lemon oil getting in my eye, blessed Will and Grace on dvd for keeping me laughing.

11:50pm - placed 80 chicken thighs in the fridge, all settling into olive oil, rosemary, lemon peel, salt and pepper.

Tomorrow - locate figs. dice up veggies for Greek Salad, crush walnuts for baklava, infuse herbs into olive oil for bread dipping, crumble feta for spanakopita, prep no-knead ciabatta, buy serving trays, bowls, plates, and cutlery. Pull together ancient Greek outfit, complete with jewelry and headpiece. It's a requirement for all the teachers to wear them Friday. We're "that school" and i love it.

Thursday - bake ciabatta, bake and cut baklava, make lemonade (what else am i going to do with 11 skinned lemons?!), bake spanakopita. Write graduation speech. Record all high school final grades.

Friday - Pentathlon! Wear "toga" to school (never thought i'd say THAT as a teacher), pull together salad, cut up spanakopita, grill chicken, wrangle some seniors to help me serve, have fun, collapse.

I am so looking forward to this! I'll post pictures when its all said and done.


Now - bed.