Every so often, somebody invites me to a potluck. Thinking about it, I decided that no one would call themselves lucky after tasting what some folks bring in their pots. Where does this term come from?
the word “potluck” is drawn from the Native American (Chinook) word “potlatch.” There is, at first glance, a spooky similarity between a “potluck” dinner and the “potlatch” of the tribes of the northwestern United States and Canada.
Middle class people have often attended parties where the expense of food is shared by everybody bringing something. Snooty classes consider that slightly obscene.
I don't know but just assume that it comes from the fact that drawing from any vessel on the table is going to be luck, either good or bad. I don't do potlucks; I just can't eat food prepared by people who I don't know and don't know about their kitchen and cleanliness. Nope. I can't do it. I can't do bake sales either. Even as a child I didn't want to eat what came in the baggy. I didn't care that it was for books for the school or the janitor's birthday gift. Just no. But here; you can have my lunch money.
This post was edited by Thriftymaid at October 26, 2017 9:57 PM MDT
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