As soon as the invitations to our holiday party were out someone wrote us to say…”I’ll be there…and I’m making my world famous brownies.”
My not as yet wife and I were not sure what to say. First, she had already planned several elaborate deserts and second, if these brownies were so famous, how had we never heard of them?
We tried the “Thanks for offering but your company is enough” approach but they insisted. They made it clear that they would be insulted if we didn’t allow them to bring their “WORLD FAMOUS” brownies. In the days leading up to the party the legend of the brownies grew… “they were going to blow our minds with deliciousness,” they “were going to be the biggest holiday miracle since the baby Jesus.” We got over ourselves and the fact that brownies didn’t fit into our meal plans…we were ready for celebrity brownies.
On the night of the party we wondered: will the brownies be using a car service? Will there be an entourage? What if these famous treats reject us? As these questions raced through our minds the brownies arrived but not in a candy limo like we had hoped; they arrived without fanfare in a disposable plastic container. Not the entrance we anticipated for brownies allegedly known the world over but maybe they were just down to earth celebrity brownies. Soon we’d find out what we’d been missing.
Now I don’t know if you’ve ever had a world famous desert sitting in your kitchen while you tried to eat dinner in the next room but it’s tough. We tried to entertain but all the while we thought “everyone will be so impressed when they find out what we have in the kitchen…those brownies you see on TV, the world famous ones.” Sure, we had never heard of them but our friends must have. In between dinner and dessert and my not yet wife and I could wait no more, we broke off a small piece so as not to risk being consumed by their supernova of awesomeness and had a taste.
“What do you think”
– “They taste like brownies”
-“No, just regular”
She was right, they were just regular brownies, but hardly world famous. At best these were “well regarded locally” brownies or “perfectly serviceable if you’re starving to death” brownies but not the mega star dessert we were promised.
We contemplated “forgetting” to bring them out but decided we had no choice, one of our guests had dedicated nearly 45 minutes of their life to making them for us. We were going to serve them even if they were clearly on the C-list of celebrity desserts.
The lesson here kids is simple: unless you’re asked to bring dessert you really don’t have to. If you come to our house, we’ll feed you. However, if you insist on bringing something, be careful not to oversell it.