Boy, a hundred years ago (give or take), my parents did this for me and several friends. Our menu was Roast Prime Rib (easy, though not cheap), baked stuffed potatoes and, of course, the then-new GreenBean-mushroom soup-fried onion casserole. I don't remember the dessert, but I do remember my dress - pink bodice, white organza skirt with pink daisy appliques.
My father, may he RIP, made an unscheduled entree into the rec room (which had been set up as a private dining room) wearing his tux jacket, shirt, cumberbund and bow tie, with bermuda shorts and black socks and I don't remember what all else (need there have been anything else?). He was a stitch.
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kay, back to your regularly scheduled thread; reminisence over::