Eat Food

It’s time for another Live Like it Matters Challenge.

I issue these challenges to inspire you and me (because I have to remind myself often) to make a positive difference in the lives of those around us, wherever we are. Some of the challenges are easier than others. Saying hello is easy. Laughing is easy. And part of this one is definitely easy because you already do this several times a day.

You already eat food. The challenge is to invite someone over to your home to eat food with you.

There is no need to throw an elaborate dinner party. I’m not asking you to entertain guests. The challenge is to offer hospitality and there is a distinct difference between the two. Entertaining is usually something we do to impress others. Hospitality is warm and inviting. It’s making those in your home feel comfortable and meeting their needs so they leave your home refreshed.

There’s just something about sharing a meal with someone in your home. When you have people in your home you get to know each other more intimately. The guards come down, the pretense falls away, the masks come off. It’s a really good thing.

So…..invite friends, a co-worker, your aunt and uncle, whoever you’d like into your home to share a meal or maybe a simple dessert and coffee. No fancy house needed. New furniture is not required. No need for special culinary training or fancy dinnerware. Dixie cups and paper plates will do just fine.

The only necessities are an invitation, some food, and a place to sit. And the best invitation is the face to face kind.

I searched for a profound quote about opening your home, and eating food with people. I wanted the quote to say something about how happy this act of hospitality would make you and them.

I couldn’t find one I liked so there is no quote. But there is this.

Just ask, make the plan, and eat food together.

Then let me hear about it.

Do you invite people into your home often? If not, why? What is your best or worst experience when sharing a meal with others?

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Neighbors 

Even though it was beautiful outside, I had planned to work on our taxes when I got home. I’d rather do anything else but the deadline is nearing.

I’d decided to do leftovers for dinner. There was plenty of shrimp étouffée left for all of us. I would heat it, add a simple salad and dinner would be served.

Then taxes.

I changed into some comfy clothes as soon as I got home.  Before I got to the kitchen my son asked if we could grill out with the neighbors. They’d asked if we wanted to join them while he was outside earlier.

All kinds of excuses not to join them popped into my head.  Anything we had to grill was frozen. A grocery run would take too long.  I was tired and really didn’t feel neighborly. And the taxes. The taxes need to be done.

My son was persistent. He offered to go to the grocery store and his sisters were just as eager to be with the neighbors for dinner.

I gave in.

The neighbors grilled the meat.  I fixed enough salad for everyone.  Another neighbor brought potato wedges and we all sat on their deck and ate together.  We shared stories, reminisced and laughed as the little ones played.

I’m glad I gave in.  I didn’t know it but this spontaneous dinner with the neighbors turned out to be just what I needed.

The taxes will get done another day.

In response to the Daily Post’s prompt Neighbors.