I don’t think I’ve ever washed so many dishes in my life as yesterday.
Between trying to stay on top of the dirtied items used in prep and cooking, the dishes used for appetizers and glasses, glasses glasses (Can’t anyone keep track of a glass for more than 15 minutes?) I ran seven loads through, plus a couple sinkfuls of pots, pans and huge / fragile stuff that shouldn’t be in a dishwasher.
Seven loads! One per guest! Next year, I’ll ask someone to bring a box of Cascade instead of more sweet potatos.
We didn’t use any glasses. Five guests, and we drank beer and soda from cans and bottles.
I washed prep bowls and pots and pans as I went along. After dinner I washed dinner plates in the sink because they don’t fit in the dishwasher, and then one load in the dishwasher.
Gawd!! I washed so many dishes my fingers are still pruny. And the day before, too! Two loads yesterday and tons of handwashing. My husband only had to take out the trash and wipe down counters. He doesn’t load the dishwasher right.
Four loads, I believe, in a household of three adults. Friend made corn casserole, while I made stuffing, cranberry sauce, spoon bread, and two types of pie. We were running out of serving dishes near the end.
We counted a total of 6 loads, counting 2 loads run Wednesday when we did the bulk of the food prep, 2 Thursday, and 2 today involving a lot of pot/pan cleanup as well as cleanup of plates used to gorge on leftovers (urp).
Plus a fair number of hand-washed items - we don’t like to do the nice china/silver in the dishwasher.
BTW, a little trivia - a dishwasher is the only appliance that breaks if you DON’T use it!
I read that there is a little rubber hose at the bottom of dishwashers. It always has a little water left in it. But if you don’t use the dishwasher for a long period of time, that hose can dry up, and then crack. Thus, people who don’t use their dishwasher very often will have a cracked hose and the water will leak out from below and cause damage to the entire machine, not to mention water damage to the floor. (Correct me if I am wrong with this tidbit.)
None. My grandmother was here. You show her a mess, and she runs toward it like a starving wolf to meat. She and my mother hand-washed every dish, despite the fact that I stood there saying “Mom, Grandma, I have a dishwasher!”
My kitchen was cleaner after they left than it was when they got here.
One sinkful, but then a) I wasn’t hosting, just cooking stuff to take to Mom’s (though probably as much as she cooked; she did turkey, stuffing, and cranberry sauce, and I did sweet potatoes, herb bread, and pie); and b) I was cleaning as I went along. Still have to wash the marble pastry board, though.
