A Crowdsourced Christmas16 Dec 2009, Posted by food in
Twas the night before Christmas, and Jennifer freaked out.
In the middle of cooking, her power went out.
With dozens of guests already en route,
Her feckless attempt at a meal was moot.
She went through her iPhone, Twitter and spam,
Surely someone could spare a ham.
But who would be cooking? That was the key.
With a gasp she knew, and called C.C.
â€œCode Blue in the kitchen!â€ she frantically said.
â€œIf I donâ€™t come up with a meal, Iâ€™m dead!â€
â€œDonâ€™t worry,â€ said C.C. â€œIâ€™ve got a good vibe,
Let me call Brogan and rally the tribe.â€
From near and far, the dishes arrived,
From soup to mashed potatoes with chives.
â€œWeâ€™d better get going,â€ said C.C. with haste,
â€œThe sledâ€™s almost full, and weâ€™ve no time to waste.â€
â€œWhat about Jen in L.A.?â€ said Chris,
â€œIf we donâ€™t stop by her house, sheâ€™ll be pissed.â€
Quickly they fled to the leftward coast.
They had to hurry â€” this was cutting it close.
â€œThank heaven youâ€™re here!â€ said the bubbly Miss Jen.
â€œI heard the alert, and prepared a hen.
And Kelly Cline dropped by â€” call it fate,
But hereâ€™s a whole platter of sex on a plate.â€
With panic, Jennifer eyed the clock.
Where were the boys â€” and what was in stock?
She ran to the roof to wait for them there,
Hoping thereâ€™d be enough food to share.
Like a beacon of hope the sled appeared
With C.C. and Chris â€” and a few reindeer.
â€œI told you weâ€™d make it!â€ said C.C. with glee.
â€œYou have to believe in friendship, you see.â€
â€œNever doubt a crowd,â€ said Chris,
â€œWho believes in eating as well as this.
â€œThereâ€™s turkey and bread, and roast beef too,
But I did take a bite of the tiramisu.â€
With a laugh, she gave them both a squeeze.
â€œLetâ€™s get this inside before we freeze.â€
As far as her eye could see, there were treats
To bring to life her Christmas feast.
As Chef Mark and crew laid out the spread,
Jennifer cleared the thoughts in her head.
She knew it was time for a special toast,
To celebrate friends who mattered the most.
She knew Chris and C.C. had to run,
To join their own families for holiday fun.
So when each guest had taken a seat,
She clinked her glass and rose to her feet:
â€œTo my friends,â€ she began with a raise of her glass,
â€œWithout whom Iâ€™d be out on my ass,
I thank you for showing me all through this year
That friendships like yours make life more dear.
Through struggles and triumphs I never forgot
That help was right there when my gusto was shot.
My comrades in arms, this toast is true,
From a heart so filled with love, thank you!â€