a little too hasty

so, when dave and i were at the epic wedding i posted about yesterday, there were tons of hors d'oeuvres and we were starving. i first started out at the tomato and fresh mozzarella station while dave talked to family members he had never met (he is good at that). while i rounded the kalamata olive table, i ran into some people who wanted to meet me (this was my first time at a muscatello family function). i was so starving i couldn't help but sample my food while nodding and smiling at the countless people i would never remember the names of.

once out of the completely awkward convos, i spotted a rare and mouth watering sight. kielbasa and pierogis freshly cooked on a grill. i had never had fresh ones but they sure smelled good. i walked as quickly as i could without looking like a child (i am sure i still did) and grabbed some off the grill. as i did, i heard a familiar laugh and looked up to see dave standing next to me. he politely told me i was eating off the poor chef's cooking area and was supposed to take them out of the serving dishes. i stared wide eyed at the chef, who was cracking up at this point, and said "i wanted them hot!"

moral of the story: brush up on common manners before going to fancy weddings. and don't be too hasty with the hours d'oeuvers (or do, they taste better hot).