The Dinner That Will Kill the Kids

Today, I'm NOT blogging about my own kids...but someone else's. Andy and I have 3 couple friends that each have a child that is severely allergic to peanuts and/or tree nuts. These families make their homes peanut-free...no PB&J (come on, soy nut sandwiches are NOT PB&Js), no Reese cups (or eggs at Easter), no Snickers bars, no carry-out Chinese, limited restaurant choices, etc.

So Andy and I decided to bring these couples together once a year for what we lovingly like to call "The Dinner That Will Kill Your Kids". Obviously, they must get a sitter to attend. So tomorrow night is another one of the annual dinners where we will be serving egg rolls, potstickers, peanuts, pad thai, Reeses, peanut butter pie and peanut butter cheesecake brownies. Heck, I'll offer up the jar of Jif and a spoon if that puts a smile on one of their faces (and I'm NOT known to share my PB). These people will be so sick of peanuts/peanut butter that it should hold them over until next year.

We'll hose them down and send them home...hopefully on a peanut high!