Recommended by Tobias Coughlin-Bogue
The cookbook that this potluck is honoring is the culmination of "We Are What Eats Us," a series of dinners held as part of the ongoing We Are a Crowd of Others exhibition at MadArt. Attendees each prepared a meal that reminded them of a father who was either dead or absent. It's some heavy shit, but it's also guaranteed to be some interesting, thought-provoking shit. Like "Footlong Chili Cheese Dog / Cherry Limeades (Sonic)" by interesting, thought-provoking Michelle Peñaloza, who did a whole series on loss during her residency at Hugo House. Thankfully, my pops is still kicking, but if he got run over by an absentminded soccer mom, I know exactly what I'd make: slightly undersalted lima beans, Ore-Ida frozen fries, and steak tenderized with a cute little mallet for 10 minutes. So many fond memories of him pounding away at those cheap cuts in our Lake City basement apartment. I think most of us have fond food memories of our dads, and thus this event has universal appeal. Go and raise a glass of cherry limeade to your old man.