THE LOHBER FAMILY PLAYERS PRESENT

IT’s A POTLUCK CHRISTMAS, CHARLIE BROWN

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Here we are

It’s going to be Christmas Eve 2020, and as if Australian wildfires, murder hornets, the death of RBG, and a global pandemic weren’t enough, we’re not even eating possum and dumplings together and crying into our moonshine.

Nevertheless, we shall drag ourselves up by our bootstraps. After all, as Winston Churchill once said, “Without a measureless and perpetual uncertainty, the drama of human life would be destroyed.” Isn’t that uplifting? No? How about some Dickens? “Bring me a White Claw from the kitchen.” Wait, I’m not sure about that one. Maybe it was “Family not only need to consist of merely those whom we share blood, but also for those whom we’d give blood.” Fuck if I know.

Anyway: be our family this Christmas Eve, even though we can’t be together. We’re potlucking, potlatching, hot dishing, what-have-you. Join us for this socially distant fuddle, this faith supper, this pampa mesa, this Jacob’s join.

This will occur in two parts, which shall proceed as follows:

  • Contribute a dish to share, which you may submit for our breathless anticipation using the form below. Portion it appropriately for the number of compatriots in this dinner, and on Christmas Eve, the Lohber Family Meal-Mobile will pick it up and redistribute it.

  • Fellowship to follow via Zoom. The drunker the better, frankly.

 

Let’s get down to business

Here’s what everyone is contributing so far…

It takes a little while for the house-elves enslaved at Google to update this, so if you submitted the form but don’t see your name here, just chill the fuck out already, okay? Dobby doesn’t even have clothes.

 

Do it already

It’s not that long a form, I promise.