You’ve heard the question—if you could host a dinner party and invite anyone, dead or alive, who would you invite?
The subject intrigues me. I feel I need to be ready with my answer in case by some miracle, I’m allowed this opportunity yet have only one minute to respond else lose my chance.
I’ve thought about various actors but haven’t been able to come up with anyone. I’m not very impressed with famous people and think I would be uncomfortable entertaining total strangers.
President Obama? No.
I’ve considered historical people like Abraham Lincoln and George Washington. Maybe...but the pressure to ask intelligent questions would be daunting.
William Shakespeare? No, Methinks I shan’t understand a word he saith.
Jesus? No need. He would already be there.
Sports figures? Dirk Nowitzski? Yes! Dirk could eat with us anytime.
Robert Griffin III? Obviously.
I’ve decided instead of famous or infamous people, I would invite my family, those gone and those still here. Nana and Papa Creecy, Daddy, Aunt Virgie, Aunt Rena, Aunt Lavern, Uncle Woody, etc. I’d invite Mammaw Ruby and Papa Homer and Ted and Freddie Joe Parnell and John’s entire family. I’d include all the cousins on both sides of the family so no one would get a word in edgewise.
One big family reunion.
Oh, and I’d invite Elvis to provide the musical entertainment.
Now, what should I cook?
“All hell done broke loose now!” – Tillie, Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner
(and yes, Becky, I know exactly who you’d invite…)