Last weekend Kiah and I attended a potluck at a friends house. Even though it was hella cold out, I ended up spilling shrimpy water on my new coat, and we had to walk up and down the street multiple times to find the place it turned out the trek was well worth it. We brought seven layer dip:
Also black pepper pita chips and nachos. There was tons and tons of food. Everyone stuffed themselves silly and then we preceded to drink and play rockband. Kiah demonstrated how NOT to make a paralyzer:
We figured out that the key missing ingredient here was ice, which apparently binds all the substances into a yummy concoction instead of a separated mess.
Conclusion: there should be more potlucks in this world.