Moroccan Potluck Dinner (Option B)

🚂 Get ready to ride the Marrakesh Express straight into flavor town. It’s a Moroccan potluck extravaganza. We’re talking cumin comas, couscous avalanches, and the kind of mint tea that slaps harder than your grandma in a game of backgammon. If your spice tolerance is “mayonnaise,” consider this your warning. This potluck is not for the faint of flavor.

🍽️ How to Join the Moroccan Flavor Fest:
Sign up now. The tagine gods are watching. Let us know you’re in or you’ll be reincarnated as dry chicken.

🥘 Bring a Handmade Dish:
Create something so good we briefly consider worshipping you. If it’s beige and bland, keep it in the car.

♨️ Bring Your Dish Ready to Serve:
Our host’s microwave is in witness protection. Heat it up at home, hero.

🥄 Bring Your Own Serving Utensils:
Forgot your serving spoon? You’ll be ladling with a credit card. That’s our energy.

💬 Post Your Dish in the Comments:
A dish unposted is a dish unadmired. Post or perish in a flurry of duplicate falafel.

📅 Need to Cancel? Let us know at least three days ahead of time:
Last-minute cancelers will be assigned to bring napkins to every event for the next year.

😵‍💫 Know Side Effects:

🌕 Turmeric Soul Staining:
Not only will it dye your shirt forever, it also seeps into your aura, permanently rebranding your personality as ‘earthy with subtle citrus notes.‘

🧠 Spice Amnesia:
You’ll forget every bland meal you’ve ever eaten. Mac and cheese? Who is she? Chicken nuggets? Never heard of her. Your brain simply deletes them out of culinary self-defense.

✅ Say yes to your culinary destiny. It’s what the chickpeas would want. Potluck greatness awaits.