actually just the other day our friends hosted a "cooking party". It's kind of a neat idea---you rent a venue with a ridiculous amount of cookware (all le creuset), and about 6 different workstations with stovetops and ovens, as well as cutlery, dining sets, and a very large table. you just bring your ingredients, cook a bunch of shit, and eat it. if you pay an extra $40 or whatever they clean up too, so you don't even have to do the dishes.
anyway, there were supposed to be 8 people, but instead there were 18. we show up a bit late and it's pure fucking madness. 18 chinks tripping over each other, spilling shit, trying to see however much oil and ungodly spice they can add to various pans full of whoever the fuck knows what---vegetables, noodles, spam, fish, literally anything. i wanted to cook something western, so i show up with tomato sauce i made earlier in the day to add to a pan full of cooked gnocchi and mozzarella to then be browned in the oven a bit. I then had to make double the amount of chicken piccata i planned to amidst a fucking chinkstorm of autism when i suddenly realized that everyone would be using chopsticks, so nobody would be cutting up pieces of chicken. this actually wasnt the worst thing though, since piccata flavorings (lemon, capers, parsley, white wine) actually do well in a "stir fry" style dish with smaller pieces of chicken that are chink-friendly.
overall everything worked out and tasted pretty good---at least my dishes.
without chinks, i think this kind of party could actually be pretty sweet.