Why I hate a good potluck

The one and only potluck I went to wasn't any fun. I turned out to be the youngest one there and thought I had done a good job, but instead was critiqued by a bunch of women much older then me. Grrr.

Every time there's a pot luck at work, chances are people are either violently stuffed or violently ill the rest of the day and they complain, fart, and go home sick. Pot lucks suck.

I guess I've had great luck with potlucks, as most of the ones I've attended have had great food and fun people. Maybe I've just been lucky, or perhaps the people I've invited and I share similar tastes in food. One suggestion would be to have a list and have people sign next to what they want to bring. That way, you don't get 50 varieties of chips without dip.

I too have had good potlucking. The only ones I've been too are at our campground. There is a list for everyone to sign up what they are bringing. So there is no duplicates. I was pleasantly surprised by the variety of food. This year was Awsome for desserts! Some yummy goodies. There was even roast beef, sliced ham, and pulled pork. Good potluck!

I like church potlucks because everyone is so nice to everyone, and they know I'm a vegetarian, so they go out of their way to make something for me, because they worry that no one else will. Then I end up having more food than everyone--hee! hee! hee!

I just love potlucks. Like some people have mentioned, however, it's a good thing to find out who made what. At a place I used to work, the woman who cut and passed out the monthly birthday cake NEVER washed her hands after using the restroom. Suffice it to say, I never ate the birthday cake. When we had a potluck, I'd be sure not to go near what she prepared.

Since it was a closeknit office, I pretty much knew everybody's habits and levels of cleanliness. Pretty much everyone's food (except for THAT one) was good.

There was this one young woman, however, who would always take the cheapest possible thing. One time she took celery sticks with peanut butter. Really. I can understand if it was a snacks-only buffet, but for a full-blown Thanksgiving potluck? Of course, she's also the one who would collect money for birthday gifts for the boss. Everyone would always chip in good money, but the boss would always get a cheap, dinky gift. Oh, yeah, this person also had one of the highest commissions on the sales floor and her husband owned a restaurant. Sorry. Was that a tangent, or what?? :)

I just love potlucks. Like some people have mentioned, however, it's a good thing to find out who made what. At a place I used to work, the woman who cut and passed out the monthly birthday cake NEVER washed her hands after using the restroom. Suffice it to say, I never ate the birthcake. When we had a potluck, I'd be sure not to go near what she prepared.

Since it was a closeknit office, I pretty much knew everybody's habits and levels of cleanliness. Pretty much everyone's food (except for THAT one) was good.

There was this one young woman, however, who would always take the cheapest possible thing. One time she took celery sticks with peanut butter. Really. I can understand if it was a snacks-only buffet, but for a full-blown Thanksgiving potluck? Of course, she's also the one who would collect money for birthday gifts for the boss. Everyone would always chip in good money, but the boss would always get a cheap, dinky gift. Oh, yeah, this person also had one of the highest commissions on the sales floor and her husband owned a restaurant. Sorry. Was that a tangent, or what?? :)

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