This is why you should invite me to your parties.
This is also why I will never succeed on any diet, but that’s another story.
Like any good Classicists, some friends and I got together on St. Patty’s Day to celebrate The Ides of March since green beer and jello shots clearly weren’t in our future. I offered to bring the entertainment(HBO’s Rome. Horribly inaccurate but highly entertaining) and a slew of baked goods.
Outrageous Triple Chocolate Brownies, which got a “really chocolaty” vote for itself.
Better-Than-Boxed Brownies, which got a few nibbles.
Lucky for me it’s not hard to please people who live off cafeteria food. After the show we sat around talking, eating brownies, and translating Latin. I know—we’re a wild bunch.
My point? Invite me to your parties and I promise to bring enough food to feed an army. And if it’s a toga party, well I’m already dressed for that.