It bugs me when people bring lame things to a potluck

[Anonymous]

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*

Bite your tongue! Costco pizza is delicious!

[Anonymous]

Is that carrot salad in the above picture? If so, gross!!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Every single event hosted by ourselves and our friends is a "pot luck." The host does the main course and drinks. The rest of us pitch in for dessert and sides. Single men often bring before dinner "snacks" of interesting nibbles they bought out. It's easy with group texting. Everyone brings wine or interesting beer. Is there another way?

But, unless they want to be shunned, ,the single (& married!) women better contribute something homemade! And once the single men find wives to prepare & bring something homemade to the potlucks, they are no longer expected to treck to the store to buy snacks, right?

Btw, was the first potluck you hosted a party to celebrate the end of WWII or a solemn gathering to mourn FDR?

[Anonymous]

They probably just grabbed whatever they had in their house and did not make a special shopping trip.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:Three pages and I'm the only one with reservations about the food other people prepare?

Cleanliness of other people's kitchens, do they lick their fingers inbetween, worse, and so on?

I'm not a clean freak but it does skeeve me quite a bit.

I have a friend like you. She will eat stuff I prepare but never anyone else's food. She knows I am a stickler about cleanliness expecially when it comes to food for others. That said I live on the edge and will typically try stuff at a potluck. However when we have a work potluck typically everything is purchased at a store or restaurant. We love to do potluck happy hours and often a small group with pitch in an order wings or pizza, and others will just stop by whole food so we don't have the home cooked worry.

As for the finger licking thing, for years I was the work cake cutter b/c I could not stand the thought that someone might do this. I think it is a reflex for some, they don't even realize they are doing it.

Yes, at a kids party, the cupcake arranger (some mom) could not stop licking her freaking fingers. ugh.

Ebola concerns?

Better than the ditzy mom who lets her petri dish child sneeze all over the birthday cake. Geesus.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:I agree with potluck haters. If you're going to host, then be a freaking host. You're responsible for the main course and basic stuff like plates, cups etc. If someone offers, I think it's fine to ask for low effort items (wine, dessert, salad).

The only exception is if it's a group event and it's truly just someone offering a house.

This!! Don't expect others to help host your party. If you're not up for hosting, then don't! Potlucks are so tacky.

+1

I only eat if I know the person first hand (not opinions of other moms). Judgy moms tend to judge wrong, so I don't ever (!!) rely on their opinions of whose food to eat and whose not.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I hate potlucks.

That's ok. I hate fancy events where I have to dress up or "do" my hair. I choose my social events accordingly.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Every single event hosted by ourselves and our friends is a "pot luck." The host does the main course and drinks. The rest of us pitch in for dessert and sides. Single men often bring before dinner "snacks" of interesting nibbles they bought out. It's easy with group texting. Everyone brings wine or interesting beer. Is there another way?

But, unless they want to be shunned, ,the single (& married!) women better contribute something homemade! And once the single men find wives to prepare & bring something homemade to the potlucks, they are no longer expected to treck to the store to buy snacks, right?

Btw, was the first potluck you hosted a party to celebrate the end of WWII or a solemn gathering to mourn FDR?

LOL

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Every single event hosted by ourselves and our friends is a "pot luck." The host does the main course and drinks. The rest of us pitch in for dessert and sides. Single men often bring before dinner "snacks" of interesting nibbles they bought out. It's easy with group texting. Everyone brings wine or interesting beer. Is there another way?

But, unless they want to be shunned, ,the single (& married!) women better contribute something homemade! And once the single men find wives to prepare & bring something homemade to the potlucks, they are no longer expected to treck to the store to buy snacks, right?

Btw, was the first potluck you hosted a party to celebrate the end of WWII or a solemn gathering to mourn FDR?

My single-man date arrived at my parents' Christmas dinner with home-made bread that *he* made. You'd have thunk he found the cure for cancer, for cryin' out loud, with all the tut-tutting about this amazing thing he made BY HAND.

Well, turns out (what did I know?) making homemade bread is a many-hours-long process, and he actually loves cooking. I married him. He makes dinner every night, bless his heart.

Still, I wish someone would tut-tut about the sparkling toilets and relatively dog-hair-free home I maintain.

Anyway, where were we wrt judging people who throw pot lucks as tacky? <-- I love pot lucks. Sorry I can't participate in the social skewering of these events.

[Anonymous]

This whole thread confuses me...so vagina = the only one who cooks?

I'm the lazy slut who orders GrubHub pizza for the kids when the husband's late, and brings Safeway cookies to the potluck. The husband is the one who stays up late brewing special gravies and roasting stuff for the company potluck.

OMG CATS AND DOGS TOGETHER! ANARCHY REIGNS.

[Anonymous]

it's not the vagina. It's the breasts. Didn't you know that everyone else's house has these special appliances -- like dishwashers, ovens and washer/dryers -- where one apparently has to insert one's breasts into the apparatus somehow in order to get them to work?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:it's not the vagina. It's the breasts. Didn't you know that everyone else's house has these special appliances -- like dishwashers, ovens and washer/dryers -- where one apparently has to insert one's breasts into the apparatus somehow in order to get them to work?

I did not know this.

Yet it explains why I am a failure because I bring bags of chips to potlucks that are the only things fully eaten at said potlucks, though.

BAD WOMAN BAD

[Anonymous]

Have a friend who has the kids and husbands birthday as potluck

[Anonymous]

I never bring anything to work potlucks. Just eat all the food. My one small act of rebellion.

[Anonymous]

Yes and No. It annoys me when there isn't enough good food or enough salad.

I solve this by bringing one.

I don't waste my time worrying about this.