Fantasy Potluck
A lot of times those Friday posts turn into food fests–food we’ve indulged in, food we see on other people’s lists and wish we could have, food we once loved and not-so-secretly miss.
And I was in the midst of all that foodiness the other night when I suddenly realized what it is I really want: somewhere, sometime, somehow–I don’t know how, but let’s just put it out there–I want to have a big potluck with all of you. I want us to have Ethiopian and Lebanese delectables, and lots of chocolate dreaminess, and some good hot dishes for those of us who grew up in the potluck culture, and generally one big food celebration with people we only know from each other’s blogs.
Come on–does that not sound like THE BEST??!!
Instead of any of us trying to meet each other at Book Expo or ALA or any other conferences, we’d pick some spot in the center of the country–someplace easy to get to, like Las Vegas or Denver or Salt Lake City or some other hub–and we could bring our significant others and children or not, and just set aside a Friday and a Saturday to actually hang out face to face and speak words to each other that do not involve typing.
And then, of course, we’d all go home on Sunday and blog about it.
What do you say? Are you up for my Fantasy Potluck?
I’m starting the signup sheet right now. Remember, we’ll need some side dishes so we don’t end up with only exotic main courses and all that chocolate.
But having said that, I’m signing up first, and I’ll bring my two favorite, most decadent and addictive desserts: Hello Dollies and 911 Cake. Both are guaranteed to make you love yourself the moment you’re eating them, and then possibly have to have your stomach pumped afterward. They’re that rich. Trust me, you’ll thank me.
I need to hear from all of you. I might just actually plan this some day. So what will the rest of you bring?
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RM1(SS)(ret) (can’t pretend to know what all that means, except for the “ret.” part), it is incredibly kind of you to include definitions and recipes for your food choices. Saves us all the trouble of pretending we know what feijoada is–which, by the way, sounds delicious! You’re invited.
I’ll bring some really good coffee for the after-potluck treat.
I’m in for a good peppery brisket, and dates stuffed with cheese and wrapped in bacon! Two of my most popular potluck dishes.
Oh, my gosh, Nancy. You are SO invited. You must have more friends than you know what to do with, cooking like that.
Jules, you’re on!
RM1(SS)(ret) – Radioman First Class (Submarines) (retired)
I meant the Brazilian feijoada, by the way. Learned of it from a friend who’s been to Brazil several times. Never seen the Portuguese kind. (The one meal in Portugal that really stands out was grilled swordfish, with a glass of the most incredible white Madeira….)
RM1, thank you for clearing up all your codes. I wouldn’t have guessed those no matter how long I spent at it. How cool are you with a background like that?
We’ll take the Brazilian feijoada. And the white Madeira, too, if you can get it past security.