We scheduled the guys to come over for dinner last night. There's a little book in the pouch with the plastic ducks. I'm not quite sure when or how the tradition started but whoever has the ducks must put on the next dinner. They are now safely in Richmond, I expect. The last dinner here was in April 2013, so it took nearly a whole year for the fowl to make the rounds.
Jay went ethnic with simple South Indian / Sri Lankan food yesterday.