{"id":9850,"date":"2024-05-07T18:17:52","date_gmt":"2024-05-07T18:17:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparentsocial.com\/?p=9850"},"modified":"2024-06-11T12:54:07","modified_gmt":"2024-06-11T12:54:07","slug":"potluck-meals-and-freezer-roulette","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparentsocial.com\/potluck-meals-and-freezer-roulette\/","title":{"rendered":"Potluck Meals and Freezer Roulette"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
You\u2019ve probably heard of \u2018potlucks\u2019 those communal events \u2013 particularly popular in the US – where guests all bring a homemade dish to share, and you don\u2019t know what you\u2019re going to get. Sounds quite simple, stress-free and fun. In theory yes, but apparently an etiquette and many rules govern both the hosting and the attending of a potluck as Danielle Walsh explains on Bon App\u00e9tit<\/a>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Anyway, I digress. I\u2019m not talking about that kind of potluck. No, I\u2019m speaking of the solo, I\u2019ll grab something out of the freezer<\/a> version. These meals weren’t supposed to be a game of culinary chance but they became one. <\/p>\n\n\n\n With bravado I add my batch cooks or leftovers to the freezer without labelling. I’m always one hundred percent confident that I\u2019ll know exactly what the contents are three months or more down the line. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Spoiler alert: this isn\u2019t the case.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Recently neither my husband or I could ascertain what was in the Tupperware languishing in the freezer. Something compelled me to mention on Facebook that we were having a \u2018potluck\u2019 lunch. The response on the post was surprising in terms of engagement. Sometimes the mundane strikes a chord. It turns out that we are not alone in having a freezer full of mystery meals. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Everyone regaled their stories of food mistaken identity: chilli con carne served with pasta (and the flip side of a Bolognese rag\u00f9 served with rice), thawed sweetbreads instead of the expected chicken fillets and literally a dog\u2019s dinner instead of an anticipated beef stew. I had no inkling about what I was defrosting for our lunch so didn\u2019t risk an accompaniment. I knew it was bound to be something we liked; after all, I\u2019d gone to the effort of preserving it. Unfortunately, it turned out to be homemade veal stock! Needless to say, that didn\u2019t appeal as the main event for lunch at my desk. Although I did repurpose it for a cottage pie<\/a> for dinner. The BBC’s recipe is brilliant by the way. <\/p>\n\n\nThe other, unintentional potluck <\/h2>\n\n\n\n