Thursday, March 28, 2013

The Last Supper

I make it sound like I'm about to die, calling it "The Last Supper," but really it was just a gathering of friends over food.

For the past couple of years I've hosted near-monthly potluck dinners at my house.  They usually have a good turnout, and at times have been known to last into the wee hours.  The last few months, however, I've been unable to host any because of my increased workload.  I didn't want to miss a chance to get all my friends together for dinner again before I go in for my surgery, though, so tonight I gathered about 15 friends and we went to Duff's, my favorite wing place.  I'm in Buffalo, after all - we take our wings seriously here!

I didn't pig out. That was not the objective.  But I sure as hell enjoyed my food.  In fact if I overindulged in anything, it was the Pepsi.  I've made it pretty clear in previous posts about my addiction to the stuff.  I also answered questions that my friends had about my surgery, but mostly we did like we always do - we ate, we talked, we laughed.

Part of me felt slightly awkward, worried that my friends might think I was being flip about my surgery by having a "Last Supper," but I think they understood that it wasn't really just about the food.  After this week, I will never again be able to eat regular portions of food, and it may very well be awhile before I feel comfortable in and adjusted to my new eating habits.  I don't know how I'm going to react to food, or how it will affect me, or how my digestion will work.  Everyone is different, and I might be able to tolerate a chicken wing sooner than someone else might.  Or just the smell of one might turn my little sleeve inside out.  I've heard some people have a hard time holding anything in from the other end, too.  Some people have to race to the bathroom minutes after eating.  And based on my current tendencies, I would imagine I might have that issue.  I won't know until I get there.

The idea was to get everyone together for dinner, and while it was certainly not the last time I ever gather with all these people over a meal, I know that it could be a long time before I am able to do so again.  Tonight's objective was to eat good food with good people and have a good time.  And I got what I wanted.

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