Indian Potluck (Option B)

Get your appetites (and elastic waistbands) ready—because we’re throwing an Indian food potluck so grand, it might just reincarnate you as a garlic clove.

Imagine every spice in your cabinet forming a conga line and crashing into a buffet—yeah, it’s that kind of party.

This Indian cuisine won’t just whisper. Oh no, it will sing, dance, and throw a little chili powder in your eye just to keep things exciting.

💃 The step-by-step for bringing the heat, the hype, and the homemade heroics:

- RSVP and commit. This event will be hotter than the curry you lied about being able to handle.
- Bring a handmade dish. If it didn’t make you cry, sweat, and question your grip on reality — it doesn’t count.
- Bring your dish ready to serve. The host’s kitchen is for wine, panic, and mild gossip—not last-minute frying and frantic simmering.
- Bring your own serving utensils. If you try to serve rice with your bare hands, we’ll slather you with ghee, wrap you in cling wrap and call the dogs.
- Post your dish in the comments. Let’s coordinate like responsible, spice-obsessed adults and avoid 17 tubs of butter chicken and one lonely carrot salad.
- Need to cancel? Give us a three-day heads-up so someone else can live your dream, steal your thunder, and claim to have invented dal.

⚠️ Side Effects May Include:
- Falling in love with a samosa and questioning your current relationship.
- Smelling like turmeric for three business days. And liking it.
- Telling strangers you now identify as chutney-fluid.
- Quietly humming the Slumdog Millionaire soundtrack as you go back for thirds.

Sign up now, or risk being haunted by the ghost of flavor you never knew. See you at the feast, masala maniacs! 🇮🇳🔥