For those unaware, dinner clubs are where a group of people cook a dish based on a theme as an excuse to get together and get sloppy wine-drunk. Apparently, the most difficult thing to do is settle on a theme. Once you go through all the various geography-based cuisines, it becomes difficult to create a cohesive menu. Let me help you by offering the following helpful themes:
Make Trump Better–Only food small enough to fit into the puckered, flapping maw of the molted orangutan that is Donald Trump to give us a brief respite from the endless stream of xenophobic non sequiturs. Dish suggestions: spaghetti, coleslaw, miniature hot dogs, popsicles, chili, finger foods, nothing too huuuuge. (phonetically: “youuuge”).
Stuff it in Your Pie-Hole, Trudeau!–If you’re on the other end of the political spectrum, maybe create Canadian dishes to cram in the beautiful mouth of Canadian PM Justin Trudeau or whip up something you might think Doonesbury artist, Garry Trudeau might like. Dish suggestions: poutine, Molsen Golden, perogies, caribou stew, smoked goldeye, a baked potato (that’s for Garry, I feel like he’d enjoy a good baked potato).
Holy Sh*t!–Food from Biblical times. Dish suggestions: fish, loaves of bread, goat, something with frankincense in it, lamb, lion, a pillar of salt.
The Devil You Say–The opposite of the last one where you have foods that the Bible says not to eat, or deviled eggs. And make sure to make yourself a glutton. Dish suggestions: Animals that chew cud or have a split hoof, sea creatures that do not have fins or scales (thanks Leviticus), a kid goat boiled in its mother’s milk (that’s bizarrely specific, Exodus 34:26), you could really kick up your dinner club if you included sodomy as a dish.
Chris Brown–All of the foods have to be beaten to a pulp. Dish suggestions: tenderized meats, smoothies, dips, Rihanna, whips. Could also call the theme Ike Turner, John Lennon (yeah, that’s right), Sean Penn (yeah, ask Madonna), Sean Connery, Michael Fassbender, and/or Charles Dickens (wow men are threatening, ease off the testosterone, punchy dudes).
Giving an Angry Camel a Suppository –These are foods where you try to force an ingredient into a resistant main dish. Dish suggestions: macaroni and cheese with crab, macaroni and cheese with pig parts, macaroni and cheese with ostrich, macaroni and cheese with your neighbor Geoff, vegetarian macaroni and cheese with tofurkey and neighbor Geoff’s big toe, or weed sprinkled with angel dust.
This may shock you, but all of my ideas were rejected outright. You know what they went with instead? “Tapas.” That’s it. Mini-plates. I give conjure gold and they go with finger foods? This is why global warming is winning, because we’re discarding great ideas in lieu of lazy, easier ideas.
Your suggestions for Dinner Club themes are welcomed in the comments…but not Supper Club because supper is a gross word. You keep that supper nonsense to yourself.
I CALL THE DEVILED EGGS! (Gotta call the easy things first…key to any potluck type gathering.)
What do you have against your neighbour Geoff? Should we be worried? Should HE be worried?
We joined a dinner group in our church in St. Louis when we lived there, and the hostess of the first event got so drunk on wine, she let the pasta overcook, despite her training in Italy!
Satan loves BBQ. Yes, yes he does I should know I have multiple restraining orders against me from his Demons and the “Hunk of Burnin Brimstone” himself. Just go ask him.
I’d suggest the Bill Cosby, where every food item is laced with Quaaludes and everyone wakes up 2 hours later having had non consensual sex. It quickly turns from dinner party to dinner mystery – who just plowed me?
Oh, yes. Excellent idea. I am so sick of people who defend that man and say he didn’t do it. He would never have done such a thing. The information was around for years.
It would be such fun to go to your and BnB’s theme parties. Actually, what am I saying? I’d rather not awake wondering who plowed me. Your Chris Brown list is awesome too.
I suppose one could go with a Christian evangelical theme: burnt kosher meat, Virgin bloody Marys, praying mantis, and flavorless wafers for dessert.
I would never join a Dinner Club. I won’t join anything that would have the likes of me as a member.
Are…Are you Groucho Marx? We got the reincarnation of Groucho Marx over here!