Binge watching The Flash last night, I realized (at about 10 p.m) that I had an Easter picnic/potluck with my running club in the morning. In realizing this, I remembered I hadn’t picked up anything to make. Sitting there kicking myself for forgetting, I briefly thought, I can just pick something up on the way in the a.m. Then I came back to reality knowing I would never get us ready and out of the door in time.
I would love to tell you all that this doesn’t happen to me often but that would be a lie. I am a last minute kind of girl…but I’m also the girl who loves to bring good food to the party.