Mostly Id, It Turns Out

Here is the spread for Nate and Wendy's birthday. As promised: food that looks like man and lady parts and Id, Ego, and Super Ego desserts. The biggest disappointment about the decor for me was the floral arrangement. I was really banking on my allium blooming in time. Allium are giant purple balls. Imagine the Freudian fun you can have with a liatrus (those are the long pointy purple things in the vase) and two allium. But, alas, no.

The gang on the porch:

The Id Dessert was Ding Dongs (and a bonus phallic reference). A little known fact is Ding Dongs are better kicked than eaten. The birthday girl and I give it our all:

I think the appropriate quote for this picture is, "Did you see that kick?"

A before and after picture:

The birthday boy enjoying a Ding Dong:

Nate, Cup, Carnes:

Carnes uses the dream interpretation book to sort out a dandy about his grandmother, a row boat, and maybe a rabid cat:

I kept encouraging people to throw the shells from the nuts on the floor like you can at some barbecue restaurants. Nate kept sweeping them up: