Are potlucks the epitome of adult life? I think so.
I’m part of a small group at my church. All the groups are going through the same book, and I decided that since I didn’t really know anyone at the church (after going there for almost 2 years) that I should join one and become more connected. I picked one that was on a night I was free, was led by a name I knew (the associate pastor) and the location on the paper was semi-close to my house. A very important factor since I don’t have my own car.
Well, I love my group! I’m the youngest, with all the other people being between ” 40 and married with children” and like 85. But it’s nice! The only thing is that we are having a few potlucks lately.
We meet every other Friday at 7 so it’s kind of dinner time for most of the group. I missed the first meal at the very start of the sessions, then two weeks ago it was the first one back after Christmas. I didn’t know until last minute and kind of had a dinner date already that night. He dropped me off at the church after but I had already eaten so I didn’t have/bring anything.
But this week, the associate pastor is recovering from surgery so we are all going to his house. I’ve reached out to one of the ladies and she is going to bring me (it would take me an hour and a half via bus to get there). But once again, there is a meal and now I’m in this “omg what do I bring!?” mode. My church is doing the Daniel Fast which means no meat for 21 days. I’m not participating but for the purposes of tonight, all food has to be vegetarian.
The email didn’t specifically say that everyone was to bring something but what kind of person would I be if I showed up and didn’t bring something?! I was raised to be a 1950’s housewife and my grandma would turn in her grave, her Scottish heart igniting with fire if I showed up to a meal at someone’s house without bringing something!
Ok, that’s maybe a little bit overdramatic, but she’s been dead for 20 years and I’m not going to be the one to have her rise from the dead over a small thing like a potluck. Scottish women are scary enough as it is when they are angry, I know, I’m one of them, and I don’t need a dead, angry, 101-year-old Scottish woman after me.
But do you bring like a dish or just a snack type deal? I’ve kind of settled on the middle ground: a taco dip. It’s a solid side dish.
It’s super yummy and after I make it I can post up some pictures for it and how to make it.
But the point of my rambling this morning is basically to ask all those actual adults out there (I refuse to accept that I am one even though I’m 31) what is your go-to potluck dish? Do you have one that everyone asks for because you’re the only one who makes it so well? One thing you make relatively well and it’s easy so you’ve just started taking it to everything now? Or do you switch it up and bring something different to everything because life is too short to have a “go-to” potluck dish?
Help me adults who are better at being adults!