Potlucks are a metadish of sorts. They can't succeed without good ingredients: good friends and good food. Tonight I went to two potlucks. Potluck one: fistfuls of bread and eco-hipsters. Potluck two: homemade pizzas, three styles of eggplant, salad with four kinds of bell peppers, and people for whom environmentalism is more than a fashion accessory.
Success rate: 50%
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