I’ve got to be honest. I don’t like seeing perfectly good dessert thrown away. Unfortunately, there were approximately 340 petit cakes that went to waste today at the Radisson during an awards banquet I attended for work.
Death of the Petit Cake
I’m not sure who I should direct my anger towards: the kitchen staff for clearly overestimating how much people eat, or the hundreds of men and women in the room who suddenly started following their diet plan as soon as the cake trays were set on table?
But the worst part? The very worst part? It was when no one else at my table picked up a single mini cake so I started to feel like I couldn’t eat one either. Will they judge me, I wondered? Is it impolite at an awards banquet to eat dessert and I didn’t get the memo? Why is it okay that everyone gobbled down their dry chicken, rice pilaf and carrots but not the chocolate cake squares?
And why, WHY, am I only the only girl ever eating at these dumb mixers and networking events. Free food? There is no way I am turning it down….no way.