For more than a year now, a loose group of my friends have been having monthly pot lucks on Sunday nights. These gatherings dwindle during the summer and pick up in the fall, when people feel most like gathering together to eat and talk. Our group is blessed in that it’s filled with people of good humor who also happen to be excellent cooks. Last night, friends from Lincoln, Courtney and Michael, came to Omaha to cook the group authentic Chinese, which they learned how to make while living in the country. Courtney briefly worried there wouldn’t be enough food. I told her not to fret, and it turned out fine; we’ve got rice in our fridge for days.
Forgive the quality of some of my photos. I need to invest in a better camera, that much is clear. This is the first time we’ve documented our pot lucks; count on future posts about them here.