Last night I threw a necessarily small potluck party. It couldn't be too big, because all the people had to be containable within the bounds of my small room. So I invited a few classmates, German and international, whom I talk to reasonably regularly outside of class, plus my two other non-Bucerius friends in Hamburg. It was an interesting combination of law students and Huey Lewis and the News fans (although oddly enough I was the only one who was both...), and on balance a fairly international gathering. As a result we had a variety of tastes at this potluck: Thai curry chicken, macaroni and cheese (from a box, bought in the American section of the Wal-Mart...), German pancakes with Vermont maple spread I brought from the US, carrots and peanut butter, Pringles (expensive but seemingly popular in Germany), Grisini breadsticks, halavah (a Turkish brand that I brought back from Poland), wine, beer, soda, gluehwein, cheese, Hershey's chocolate, and some other snacks.
Unfortunately, I seem to live in a black hole, and once again someone failed to attend my party because she couldn't find it. (Not the same person as last time, though.) In fact, she spent two hours wandering around fruitlessly looking for it – even going so far as to ask the police how to get here! And yet she was unsuccessful... (I take it as a good sign, however, that the police didn't know where I live...)
But the party seemed to go well (for those who managed to attend), and when it was over I got my room straightened up and then this morning did the enormous pile of dishes left over. However, it's kind of nice to do parties because it always inspires me and my roommate to actually clean the apartment... It needs vacuuming right now, but otherwise it's as clean as it's been since the last party...
Written 12/9, posted 12/10. Title refers to this post.