I have always loved to host parties and events. I thrive on the stress of expectation and preparation. It’s like I am forever in a race against myself and no matter how early I start I am always pressed for time right up to through the very last second. Last night was no different. I finished just in the nick of time! As guests began to arrive I greeted them and then quicky moved on to preparing the buffett for supper. As I called everyone to come and fix a plate I said to myself as well as out loud “I just know something is missing.” Unfortunately I never could never put my finger on what was left out…that was until this afternoon as we packed the cooler to head to the beach. It dawned on me…THE BAKED BEANS! Sure ’nuff…that was what I was missing last night. All four pounds were still in the oven. Prepared but never served. Oh well. At least I remembered to turn the oven off.