Here's a new one for you...

On our way into the reception, Nanette and I had a conversation about the food we were about to eat. She said someone told her it was going to be a mashed potato bar. "Nah," I said. "They probably meant a baked potato bar." We walked past the food, and saw a table set with rows of martini glasses stacked three or four high. Of course, that was the table Jackson was hanging onto as he tried to hop on one foot. I grabbed him from the danger area, without really looking at anything else around me. "See, " Nanette said, "there it is. The mashed potato bar!" "It's got to be baked potatoes, don't you think?" I asked.

I am so dense sometimes. Here you go - mashed potatoes served in martini glasses with your choice of toppings! Look closely at the glass in Kathy's hand!
They were yummy!