A man acquires a woman?

I was at a shul this Shabbos waiting for a bar mitzvah Kiddush to begin, but the minyan went on for three hours so I was waiting for quite a while (as I had already davened). As the room was nearly empty, I wandered over to the women's area where I was alarmed to see a completely different setup from the men's area. The latter, the men's area, consisted of tables with plastic plates and a plain white table cloth upon which were set crackers, herring, and bland cookies that appeared to have come out of a box. 

The women's area seemed as if it were setup for a completely different occasion. The tables had flowers and carefully folded napkins that poked elegantly out of glasses that sat upon colored table cloths. In front of the tables was a huge serving table with three big bowls of different types of gourmet salad, and rows of fine deserts including mouse with tiny spoons and very tasty looking brownies, frosted cakes, and chocolate covered cookies that came no doubt from a fine bakery. It was all laid out in an elegant display upon risers of different heights in glass serving trays.

I have seen this many times before, but each time I see it, I am appalled. It's as if the men are treated like plantation slaves while the women enjoy a cotillion by themselves on the estate.

No doubt, it's the wife who instructs the caterer who promotes this bizarre inequality. At my son's bar mitzvah, we instructed the caterer to make available to the men everything that he was giving to the women and had to reinforce this directive throughout the event because he kept forgetting.

I complained to a yeshiva guy who fired back obnoxiously, "Women don't like herring." I said, "I like mouse." He fired back obnoxiously again, "Don't worry, the kids will bring you some." So not only do the men sit with crackers and herring, they don't have anybody intelligent or empathetic to talk to.

Meanwhile, the women give each other hugs as they stroll in the room after floating around their houses and the streets in their new colorful patterned dresses while the men sit in their black suits with ties choking their necks for three hours getting through Shacharis, Musaf, and three Torah readings, one for parshas Mikeitz, one for Rosh Chodesh, and one for Chanukah, that plus the haftarah. 

The bar mitzvah boy who will be eating crackers and herring memorized all of this, while studying Gemara and davening three times a day. And his sisters? I suppose they have their homework, but it can't compare.