It bugs me when people bring lame things to a potluck

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:My pet peeve is where half the stuff is from Costco and tastes like crap. Choc chip cookies in a plastic tub, gross pizza, wilted caesar salad and some random dip. And I've spent time making a homemade dish. *grumble*

And yet most DCUMers look at your homemade dish and think "saliva, sweat, bacteria and cat hair."

No, just a few neurotics.

People who work at Costco don't have saliva, sweat, bacteria, and pets? Dripping sweat off their foreheads in hot commercial kitchens....pet hair still clinging to the uniform they've been wearing for two days in a row...

Bon appetit.

[Anonymous]

Hate potlucks too. Hate hate hate them.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Hate potlucks too. Hate hate hate them.

Same here

[Anonymous]

I'll often pick up a premade veggie tray for these things and they are usually a hit with the crowd. Is that a lame thing to bring? If so, oh well...

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:There is no such thing as a nice potluck. Maybe they people bringing lame things are protesting the potluck "party".

Those people who bring lame things, are the people who are protesting. That is a very good way to put it.

Some people like potlucks and some people don't. The people who like them, try to force us all to participate against our will.
I don't enjoy cooking, I don't do it very well. I hate potlucks. But, alas, I have to attend so I spend hours upon hours trying to figure out what to cook that:

1) won't spoil and get people sick
2) will taste good at room temperature (it doesn't matter if it's hot or cold dish, it will get warm after sitting out all day)
3) I worry about vegetarians and people on special diets (I imagine they must hate potlucks like I do).
4) I have to worry about all the people who can cook well, judging my lousy attempt to cook, and if I keep it simple, they critique no matter what

I resent having to go home after a long days work and spend hours at the grocery store, and hours cooking for the potluck, and then having to get up early to figure out how to transport it.

I am usually an unpaid domestic slave when I am at home. I like going to work to escape from unpaid labor, and to be appreciated by being paid for my labor.
My talents are not cooking. Cooking is a family event to me.

I agree and want to go along with the protest.

It is mostly men who bring napkins, forks, liters of soda, chips, and bags of something they grabbed at the store. (not all, but most). Nobody seems to mind so much if you are a man, but if you are a woman, you are expected to know how to cook as if you were born with a spatula in your hand. I understand the protesting and wish I could join them. At least, the last place that I worked at allowed us to "opt out" of the potluck.

I really want to leave my domestic responsibilities at home and resent having to be "Betty Crocker" at work (where I am a professional and skilled at something else). Potlucks at work, sort of reinforce and bring back the inequality that women have been trying to fix. It's just a sore reminder to me and its like rubbing it in sort of that "You better have cooking skills".

The women who can cook, gripe and critique the women who can't (but they don't care that the men didn't cook at all). It's really like a female competition, or showing off. It doesn't belong at work.

It is just not sanitary either. No laws. Food poisoning. Etc.

I understand there are people who love potlucks, but people who love potlucks should understand that there are people who hate them. We feel forced to participate.

Just as you have the right to like them, I have the right to hate them. I am sure there are things in your life that you don't like.

[Anonymous]

Pot-suck

[Anonymous]

It's like "Cookers vs. non-cookers" but the Cookers are the ones organizing and inviting everyone to potlucks, then complaining when the non-cookers don't cook. Non-cookers and potlucks-haters, do not organize potlucks. I think it would be cool if non-cookers created their own type of party called "package-luck" party where everything had to be in its original package straight from the store. It would be a stress-free party in so many ways. You don't stress about what to cook, and don't stress if there will be salmonella, e-coli, and hair in the home-made food. How would a potlucker feel going to a package-luck party?... and then, someone griped about them bringing home-made food and who knows if it's sanitary or not.

Another option, everyone can bring ingredients and make food on the spot. That way you can see if they are the spoon-lickin-dippin types. You can see if they wash their hands. You can see if their fingernails are clean. Do they sanitize the cutting board after cutting meat?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I'm a guy and have to bring dessert for a pot luck this week. I was going to get a pie from a nice pie shop. Do you think that's OK?

Are you single?

[Anonymous]

I once peeled a ton of oranges and took a pan of orange slices to a potluck. Someone told me how much they liked it because there was so much unhealthy food and deserts and they didn't have to feel guilty about eating the oranges. I guess there are some who still like to eat healthy and guilt-free, even at potlucks.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Crock pot is your friend. Cheesy dip. Easy.

Layered salad. Always a hit and easy.

Peanut butter pie. Add I cup peanut butter, one cup confect angry sugar, tub of cool whip. Mix and freeze onto graham cracker pie crust for 3 hours.

Ewwwwww this is the most revolting menu. What is layered salad?

What is your bmi, poster? This is really unhealthy gross food.

The person is suggesting it for a special occasion, a party, and not suggesting it be eaten daily.
Eating health most of the time, then having something luxurious once in a while is called "living".
Eating healthy every hour/day/week/year/decade is called "existing".

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:There is no such thing as a nice potluck. Maybe they people bringing lame things are protesting the potluck "party".

Those people who bring lame things, are the people who are protesting. That is a very good way to put it.

Some people like potlucks and some people don't. The people who like them, try to force us all to participate against our will.
I don't enjoy cooking, I don't do it very well. I hate potlucks. But, alas, I have to attend so I spend hours upon hours trying to figure out what to cook that:

1) won't spoil and get people sick
2) will taste good at room temperature (it doesn't matter if it's hot or cold dish, it will get warm after sitting out all day)
3) I worry about vegetarians and people on special diets (I imagine they must hate potlucks like I do).
4) I have to worry about all the people who can cook well, judging my lousy attempt to cook, and if I keep it simple, they critique no matter what

I resent having to go home after a long days work and spend hours at the grocery store, and hours cooking for the potluck, and then having to get up early to figure out how to transport it.

I am usually an unpaid domestic slave when I am at home. I like going to work to escape from unpaid labor, and to be appreciated by being paid for my labor.
My talents are not cooking. Cooking is a family event to me.

I agree and want to go along with the protest.

It is mostly men who bring napkins, forks, liters of soda, chips, and bags of something they grabbed at the store. (not all, but most). Nobody seems to mind so much if you are a man, but if you are a woman, you are expected to know how to cook as if you were born with a spatula in your hand. I understand the protesting and wish I could join them. At least, the last place that I worked at allowed us to "opt out" of the potluck.

I really want to leave my domestic responsibilities at home and resent having to be "Betty Crocker" at work (where I am a professional and skilled at something else). Potlucks at work, sort of reinforce and bring back the inequality that women have been trying to fix. It's just a sore reminder to me and its like rubbing it in sort of that "You better have cooking skills".

The women who can cook, gripe and critique the women who can't (but they don't care that the men didn't cook at all). It's really like a female competition, or showing off. It doesn't belong at work.

It is just not sanitary either. No laws. Food poisoning. Etc.

I understand there are people who love potlucks, but people who love potlucks should understand that there are people who hate them. We feel forced to participate.

Just as you have the right to like them, I have the right to hate them. I am sure there are things in your life that you don't like.

You're waaaaaaaaaay over-thinking this.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Crock pot is your friend. Cheesy dip. Easy.

Layered salad. Always a hit and easy.

Peanut butter pie. Add I cup peanut butter, one cup confect angry sugar, tub of cool whip. Mix and freeze onto graham cracker pie crust for 3 hours.

Ewwwwww this is the most revolting menu. What is layered salad?

What is your bmi, poster? This is really unhealthy gross food.

The person is suggesting it for a special occasion, a party, and not suggesting it be eaten daily.
Eating health most of the time, then having something luxurious once in a while is called "living".

Thanks. I just saw people trashing my recipes. I don't eat like this. This is what I bring to potluck parties. BTW: I am a runner and at a healthy weight.


Eating healthy every hour/day/week/year/decade is called "existing".

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:There is no such thing as a nice potluck. Maybe they people bringing lame things are protesting the potluck "party".

Those people who bring lame things, are the people who are protesting. That is a very good way to put it.

Some people like potlucks and some people don't. The people who like them, try to force us all to participate against our will.
I don't enjoy cooking, I don't do it very well. I hate potlucks. But, alas, I have to attend so I spend hours upon hours trying to figure out what to cook that:

1) won't spoil and get people sick
2) will taste good at room temperature (it doesn't matter if it's hot or cold dish, it will get warm after sitting out all day)
3) I worry about vegetarians and people on special diets (I imagine they must hate potlucks like I do).
4) I have to worry about all the people who can cook well, judging my lousy attempt to cook, and if I keep it simple, they critique no matter what

I resent having to go home after a long days work and spend hours at the grocery store, and hours cooking for the potluck, and then having to get up early to figure out how to transport it.

I am usually an unpaid domestic slave when I am at home. I like going to work to escape from unpaid labor, and to be appreciated by being paid for my labor.
My talents are not cooking. Cooking is a family event to me.

I agree and want to go along with the protest.

It is mostly men who bring napkins, forks, liters of soda, chips, and bags of something they grabbed at the store. (not all, but most). Nobody seems to mind so much if you are a man, but if you are a woman, you are expected to know how to cook as if you were born with a spatula in your hand. I understand the protesting and wish I could join them. At least, the last place that I worked at allowed us to "opt out" of the potluck.

I really want to leave my domestic responsibilities at home and resent having to be "Betty Crocker" at work (where I am a professional and skilled at something else). Potlucks at work, sort of reinforce and bring back the inequality that women have been trying to fix. It's just a sore reminder to me and its like rubbing it in sort of that "You better have cooking skills".

The women who can cook, gripe and critique the women who can't (but they don't care that the men didn't cook at all). It's really like a female competition, or showing off. It doesn't belong at work.

It is just not sanitary either. No laws. Food poisoning. Etc.

I understand there are people who love potlucks, but people who love potlucks should understand that there are people who hate them. We feel forced to participate.

Just as you have the right to like them, I have the right to hate them. I am sure there are things in your life that you don't like.

You're waaaaaaaaaay over-thinking this.

How so? Which part is the "over-thinking" part? It is self-expression of how a person feels from past personal experiences at potlucks they attended. Your past experiences of may differ so you may have developed a different opinion of them.

[Anonymous]

I'm with the potluck-haters. If you want to invite me over, please just pick a nice, cohesive menu that you can execute well and I will bring some wine. Don't ask me to cook food for your party and then transport it there and then figure out what to do with leftovers, dishes, etc. Ugh.

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