Potlucks terrify us. We feel so….vulnerable. At the mercy of people who have mistaken weird substances like brown rice or perhaps catsup as edible always puts us in a foul mood.

But when a Txoko brother has a potluck the endorphins kick in and we know we’re going to eat like a young Juan Carlos.

Such was the case at a recent gathering in North Austin when Georgia native Stephanie, known colloquially as the Queen of Cakes, showed up with a sugar bomb that got our minds right.

We ate like landed gentry that night with giant platters of good cheese, cured meats, stone ground grits, hogs head cheese, flank steak and as a Deep South coup de grace; Steph’s cake.

Here’s a photo to provide a visual aid.

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