Pot-lucks Rock

After a busy Saturday at the bakery, we had two consecutive days off: Easter Sunday and Monday. Saturday night we had visitors from Ashland, Oregon, and then hosted a pot-luck dinner on Easter Sunday.

Daniela's parents are currently renting a room to Gilberto, a student from Mexico. He's taking graduate school classes at Southern Oregon University in Ashland and Daniela and I met him back in February. He drove down with 4 friends from SOU: Tomoko from Japan, Vicky from Korea, David from Poland, and Loren from France. We were very international this weekend. They were adorable, showing up with a bottle of pear wine and a tort. Actually, they were the perfect guests, in that they didn't rob us or burn the house down.

On Easter Sunday Max invited over a bunch of his friends and we had a pot-luck dinner. I was going to make my world-famous quiche, but Max bought a bunch of marinated flank steak from a Mexican grocery store and we made tacos instead. It was a fairly muted affair: music in the background, plenty of food, booze, and conversation around the dining room table. Excluding our visitors from Ashland, there were 14 people here.

At one point someone broke out Catch Phrase and that provided some hilarity. One girl gave us the following clues: "It's... something travelers use..." and "the station guy uses it when he transports your luggage" for the clue, "Aircraft Carrier." That was awesome.

Pot-lucks rock because you get to meet your neighbors and they leave you all this awesome food for leftovers. I could see my friends in college taking their leftovers back with them, but 4 years later no one does that. To take your food home with you makes you look like a cheap ass. So we cleaned up. We hella cleaned up.