The most absolutely unhinged thing about potlucks is that people will say ahead of time what they're all bringing, and one or two people will say "salad" and there is absolutely no indication of what that means - they actually think that the following dishes perform the same role in a meal and are completely interchangeable:
Chopped lettuce, various vegetable toppings, and dressing. AKA a fucking salad
Potato salad
Vanilla pudding, apple chunks, whipped cream and candy bars
Jello concoction
They will not tell you which one it is until you're there. Those are all the same to them, because all of them are chopped things mixed together. They do not have the desire to round out bread/cheese/meat/sugar with some fiber. That's not a craving they get.
No, other readers, you don't understand. You don't get it. If you bring a bowl of green salad, someone with a bowl of whipped cream and candy bars will look at you say "oh no, we both brought the same dish"
The most absolutely unhinged thing about potlucks is that people will say ahead of time what they're all bringing, and one or two people will say "salad" and there is absolutely no indication of what that means - they actually think that the following dishes perform the same role in a meal and are completely interchangeable:
They will not tell you which one it is until you're there. Those are all the same to them, because all of them are chopped things mixed together. They do not have the desire to round out bread/cheese/meat/sugar with some fiber. That's not a craving they get.
No, other readers, you don't understand. You don't get it. If you bring a bowl of green salad, someone with a bowl of whipped cream and candy bars will look at you say "oh no, we both brought the same dish"