A while back I posted on a similar party that seemed nice but got completely out of hand.
When we first moved to Brooklyn, it seemed a nice idea to host a New Year's Day Open House. The first one was fine with about 20 people coming in and out of the house during the hours from 11 AM to 6 PM.
We started with a brunch buffet. There were bagels, lox, cream cheese and capers. We also offered danish pastries, juice and fruit salad.
At about 1 PM, we changed over to the Afternoon menu. There were plates of cold meats and cheese. Cole slaw, potato salad and green salad with a large platter of assorted breads and condiments to make sandwiches were also available.
Later in the evening we put out pans of baked Ziti with garlic bread and more green salad. There were also cakes, pies and cookies that guests had brought as gifts.
It was a lot of work but we were happy to do it for our friends.
The second year, the party got larger. We had about 40 people because, in the 19th century Brooklyn tradition, people who were invited could invite friends. We enjoyed that because it would allow us to meet new people.
The third year things got completely out of control. Friends brought friends of friends of friends. We had almost 80 people in and out of the house during the party. Many of them I had never seen before and many of them I never actually saw. Mr. Thipu received complaints about the grumpy servant in the kitchen.
The grumpy servant was me, the Hostess! I never got to sit down with my guests and, when we were doing the clean-up, I found several nice little decorative objects were missing from our living room. I guess that gives a whole new meaning to 'hostess gifts'.
After that debacle we decided not to host a New Year's Day Open House again.