Pangea Party III

We recently hosted our 3^rd annual international potluck party, aka our Pangea Party, where we gathered up our eclectic international friends and made them make food/drinks for us.  As it took me 2 weeks to get to writing this, Julie is back-dating this entry so our blog stays in chronological order.

To represent America this year, we made chili, chips and guacamole, chocolate chip cookies, and chocolate cupcakes.  They were all huge hits as every last crumb was eaten up by the end of the night. 

Making the chili

It was a bit surprising to realize that very few of our friends from our first two years in Munich are still here as we finish up our 3^rd year.  Many of our other international friends have moved back home while we are still hanging around – it seems like most people we know stay only a year or two on average.  It makes us realize just how long we have been living in Munich and how it is difficult to sustain long-term friends here.

Anyways, for those who are still here and made it to the party, thanks for bringing us some good food and drinks!  Our guests from Spain brought homemade sangria, empanadas, deviled eggs (huevos rellenos) and a Spanish potato-tortilla dish.  There was cheese from Switzerland, Caesar salad from Canada, panettone and aperol spritz from Italy, pierogies from Poland, and lots of good wine and cider to wash it all down (France/Sardinia).  It was also Eirini’s birthday, and she brought a huge German Torte (cake) to share. 

Yes, Julie hung up my American flag from the World Cup… normally we are not that patriotic

The evening was very pleasant and much more chill (less alcohol consumption – too many designated drivers) than the last few years.  The wildest moment of the night goes to Sadie (our dog) who at one point stole a cookie out of the hands of 2-year-old Leo.  Sadie knows better than to steal food from people, but it is hard to fault her when his small little hands rest at the exact height of her mouth.  Typically in her dog life, when someone puts food near her mouth, it is a treat for her.  To her credit, she did not bite his hand, but it did not matter to Leo.  The poor guy was gutted from losing his irreplaceable cookie (the other cookies offered to him were not his).  Sadie had to sit in time-out for 30 minutes for being a naughty girl.  I guess this is a preview of life with dogs and kids (and no, Julie is not pregnant).

After the really nice evening ended, we packed up the few leftovers that remained, including a carton of orange juice that we stored in our fridge.  We had a big surprise some days later when we offered our guest Max orange juice with breakfast.  As he poured himself a glass, it came out a deep purple!  He was thinking perhaps it was blood orange juice when suddenly it hit Julie that this was actually left over sangria transported in an orange juice carton.  Oops!