In May, about 30 eighth graders gathered around the large island in an Indianapolis kitchen to belt out “The sun’ll come out tomorrow” to celebrate a successful school production of “Annie.” About 60 parents cheered them on, spilling out onto the patio.
For Jayme Moss, the host who opened her home to the guests, the moment marked another milestone: not a single dirty plate, tray or bowl tarnished the photos or videos. The sizable mess that comes from serving pasta and cake to a crowd of 90 was hidden in her back kitchen, a smaller room tucked behind the main one.
It sounds like a 21st version of a sculllery.
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