A number of weeks ago, I attended the opening for Dan's installation (and the new Andy Warhol exhibit) at the Montclair Art Museum in Montclair, NJ. You may recall I helped "weed" stickers for his piece a while back.
The photos I took of the artwork look great, but the photos I took in the reception hall came out either dark and murky (no flash) or harsh and unflattering (with flash). So I'll just tell you (instead of showing you a crummy picture) that there was a nice selection of flavored puddings in shot glasses and delicious cookies to enjoy, as well as fruit, vegetables, and cheese.
There were also tall glass vases filled with large, round balls. Attractive as decoration, the vases contained serving tongs, so the "balls" were clearly meant to be eaten. And my dad and I both took some assuming they were malted milk balls or chocolates of some sort. But they were gumballs. Giant gumballs.
Gumballs, when one is in the mood for them, can be delightful. BUT gumballs are chewed over time and keep one's mouth occupied. You don't just eat a gumball and then move on to the pudding. And a gumball is seldom found on a buffet at a reception. It made for a surprising moment in my mouth, and (because I stood near the table and watched other guests) in the mouths of many attendees. Most of the adults chewed a few times, looked surprised, and headed for the trash can.
It wasn't bad gum, of course, but there were cookies to be eaten!
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1 comment:
that sounds like the culinary equivalent of wearing high heels.
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