Some people brings sweet treats, some bring savory. There will be potato chips of many flavors, donuts, cookies, dips, cheese, pepperoni, and usually a new interesting treat that someone tries out on the staff. We don't do a cake anymore; by the time it rolled around to cake time, everyone was full. And, to be honest, we all hated the singing part. We just like the eating.
The guys at work don't make anything. Oh, their wives used to make homemade goodies for us, but over the years, it became easier for them to contribute to the "chicken fund." The boys go pick up chicken and sides at lunchtime, and thus the celebration is complete. Everyone gets good and fed, and spends the afternoon fighting the sleepies.
I've been bringing the same dip for over 15 years now. Not only have I been bringing this same dip, but I've been MAKING this same dip since sometime around 1982. I've been making it since I looked like THIS:
(me and my grandma on the day of my wedding. My first wedding---)
I think the first time I ever ate this dip was at my friend, Rose's house; it was her daughter's birthday and I ate this dip and tried my first brain sandwich that day. I had or made this dip at every party, bridal shower, baby shower, and funeral lunch. I've had everyone's variety of this dip. I've seen it made many different ways. I can make this thing in my sleep. I never change it. People request it, and ask that I bring it. It is simple but delicious; so I'm told.
But here's a little secret for you---I can't stand this dip. I'm so tired of it I could just puke.
(kinda looks like puke, don't ya think?)