Potlucks in Place of Catering

I really shouldn’t complain, I enjoy a casual business attire work place, fun people for the most part and a pretty awesome boss most days. But on days like today I wonder why other companies are able to put on this elaborate company Christmas party and I’m here enjoying a potluck. Potlucks to me were always a church thing. Every holiday, every major event for somebody in the congregation we’d have a potluck. For a corporate Christmas party, however, I don't think we should have to bring our own food. And yes, It’s January 5^th and we’re having it now. We had our other one with the coworkers across the way 2 weeks ago. So now we get to indulge ourselves once again starting from 11am and ending at 5pm when we all leave for the night with gut bombs and sugar headaches. Oh how I love the holidays.

On a better note, the food really is amazing. We have some of the best chefs in the state working for us. Every other day of the year they’re under cover and you’d never expect the random guy down to hall to bring in a jaw dropping pheasant and wild rice soup, or the lady across the room to bring in a dessert that you could sit and eat all day. A potluck has its perks. Leftovers for the rest of the week, granted we don’t completely pig out like some starving animals who haven’t eaten for days.

It’s also amazing what you learn about people when you leave food on the table in the break room. In our company any food left in the middle of either two tables in the break room is fair game. People bring cupcakes, donuts, cakes, popcorn and every other kind of snack you can think of and it sits there. Staring at you as you walk by. Whispering out to you. It’s horrible. I love cake decorating and since I took a few classes I went through a phase where I was baking a cake a week. I don’t need that much cake in my home so I’d bring it to work and put it on a table. Cake and coffee is one of the best breakfast staples in this company. The Midwestern nice statement stands true here – not a soul will take the last piece of cake. I have left for lunch some days and there’s been one piece of cake left only to come back to half of that one piece of cake left. Then when I go to take the cake carrier home there’s been half of the half of apiece left! Do people really feel bad for taking the last piece? It’s not a big deal. It’s cake. It’s not like it’s an emergency supply of sugar.. Nobody’s going to drop dead if they come in to get a piece and it’s all gone. It amazes me. However, when I put apple crisp in there and if I don’t get any when I put it down, I won’t get any at all. I’ll be lucky to get a lick out of the pan. Not sure what the difference is. Maybe it’s the “healthiness” of apples. Haha!