Take Them a Meal
I used to be paralyzed when thinking about bringing someone a meal.
What do I make?
What do they like?
How do I transport it?
How much do I make?
When do I take it over?
With all these questions, I just decided that I would not bring a meal to anyone, ever. I told my friends it wasn’t “my thing” and that I would be glad to help in other ways, I just wouldn’t be showing up with any food.
But then I had a baby, and people brought us food for 6 weeks (6 weeks!). Then I got pregnant almost immediately and had a difficult pregnancy, followed by a c-section. Friends showed up with meals over the last year of my life, and it was the biggest blessing to me…they were speaking my love language, for sure.
You know what I realized? When I needed a meal, I didn’t care what it was, how much is there, how to heat it up, or how it was transported, or when it showed up. I was just so grateful for the gesture, and mostly, for the food.
So I resolved that as soon as I was on my feet again, I would start bringing food to people – pay it forward, so to speak.
In the last few weeks, David has committed us to bringing meals to people, so I have been forced to get busy in the kitchen. And I love it. I love making a meal for someone else, knowing they don’t have to cook that day. I also love adding secret ingredients like fresh, local produce and hormone-free meat; good, clean food is healing, too.
I’m making a meal for a neighbor right now – a chicken and vegetable stir fry with brown rice.
My only rule for cooking a meal for someone else? Make double so I have enough for our family, too. We’re eating stir fry tonight!
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