Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world's only daily column that's trying to mentally coordinate the company holiday party - and is running into a bit of a rough spot when it comes to allergies.
One staffer sent an email suggesting the SDN's distinguished members of the planning-allergic Summit County folk:
"Hi all, We are finalizing plans for the SDN Christmas party next month. It will be held at the 5th Ave. Grille again this year, with a special surprise activity beforehand. Look for more details soon.
"We do need to know in advance if anyone has special food needs. This includes vegetarians, people with food allergies, lactose intolerance etc., but not food preferences...
"Please email me ASAP if you have special dietary considerations."
And so the email went out to the cyber world and our staffer waited.
It wasn't long before the jokes started. Sure, joking about food allergies and such isn't the most kosher, given their seriousness (and scariness), but, well, we laughed. And that's all that matters in this column, right?
"I'm allergic to everything but chocolate and chocolate-related items," said one response.
Another noted difficulties with pine scent and flavors.
"I'm unable to eat anything green, or fresh for that matter," said another. Apparently, some of us SDNers specialize in clearing out the depths of the frig.
One of our favorite, silly allergy jokes to top off the local list:
"Did you hear about the Frenchman who could only count to seven?"
Poor soul being asked the question: No, why couldn't he count higher?
"Oh, well, young son, he had a huit allergy!"
Har. Har. Har. Get it? Huit? French for eight? Also sounds like "wheat?"
We knew we didn't have to spell it out for you...
In other news, we're super proud to be traveling the globe with all sorts of Summit County friends. Not only does this mean we're surely well-liked and would win the local popularity contest if we didn't run our own in the form of Best of Summit - it means the staffers are traveling the globe vicariously through our readers.
If only they'd bring us humans along instead of just the flimsy ol' paper! Then again, if the offer were made to tag along on Lake Atitlan, we'd probably trample each other like seems to happen so often on Black Friday.
We guess, if nothing else good comes from this recession we're in, perhaps fewer people turned out to contribute to the madness. But listening to the news, we know that's not the case, and yep, people died over deals.
We at Summit Up wish you continued thankfulness this Monday and beyond. Please don't trample each other. Literally or figuratively.