“Bring a dish” sounds casual until you are standing in the grocery store questioning your entire identity. 😭🍽️

What kind of dish? Hot? Cold? Homemade? Store-bought but disguised? Does chips count or am I embarrassing my bloodline? Adult friendship should come with clearer instructions. Because now you have to calculate personality, budget, effort, dietary restrictions, transportation, and whether the host owns enough serving spoons. A dessert feels safe until three other people bring brownies. A salad feels mature until nobody touches it. A casserole feels powerful until you realize you have to carry it in your car like a newborn. And if you bring nothing? Social death. “Bring a dish” is not a request. It is a culinary personality test.