I was in university and preparing my first dinner party ever for my new-found (and oh so sophisticated) gay friends. I called my mom and got her recipe for "duck a l'orange" She told me to marinate the duck in wine, so I did - overnight. All you could taste was the cheap white wine I marinated it in. To make things worse, I cooked peas with pearl onions, except, I used sour cocktail onions. It was probably the worst meal ever. The one saving grace was that I got everybody so drunk, I don't think anyone noticed the food. Hilarity ensued.