The other day on Facebook, I made a post asking if people would accept an invitation to a meal at my house. The response was pretty overwhelming and very positive. That made me feel good. I really do want to begin sharing meals with friends. I spend a good deal of my spare time by myself. That is not necessarily a bad thing, it is just how my life is right now. And I realized that food is one way to bring people together. I love to cook and entertain, so why not use food as my incentive to be social? It sounds like a good plan to me.
Thinking back on my life, so many of my favorite memories center around food. And it is not always about the actual food on the table but more about the people sitting around the table. Holidays are a great example of that. On occasions like Thanksgiving and Christmas, I look back and remember the experience. I remember the family and friends gathered together around the food. I do remember some foods like Grandmother's dressing that we only had at Thanksgiving along with her, forgive me, dry turkey and a honey baked ham. But more importantly her house was filled with love because of the people there.
Birthdays were another food centered occasion. We almost never went out for someone's birthday but had a gathering at the house to celebrate. Whoever's birthday it was would usually pick what we ate. I always had hamburgers. Bill usually chose lasagna. And I remember the food because of the circumstances. Mom and Grandmother's birthdays were in the summer so a cookout with friends and family was almost always on tap. Those were good times. And being a church going family, Sunday lunch was huge in our household. It was normally just immediate family but every now and then others would join us. It is those times around the table that mean the most. The food just comes in second in my memory.
Plain and simple, food brings people together. I want more of that in my life. That is all. Care to join me for lunch?
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