[Sca-cooks] Entertaining stories for Lainie

[A F Murphy]

  Yes. Some years ago, I was involved with a man who drove me nuts,
because when he came to my house, he always brought dinner. Take out of
some sort, usually quite good... but he didn't let me cook for him. Took
me a while to realize it was because *he* was feeding me! Same need... I
finally learned to clarify "I'd love you to bring something! But next
week, I want to make..."

And, I'll never forget the day my dad died. My cousin happened to have
come by the hospital that afternoon, so he stayed with my brother and me
for the whole process, and took us out to dinner afterwards. Let us
talk... took care of us. It helped.

Anne



Laura C. Minnick wrote:

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>What are the basics of life? Food, shelter, clothing. Nurturing. When we do
>these things for each other, they create bonds. I think part of my bond
>with my sweetie's family is not just that I took care of their dad at the
>end, but just after, when they all came to Oregon- I made a big pile of
>lasagna, with salad and stuff, and they sat around, full-to-bursting, and
>talked about their parents. I fed them and they talked.
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>Of course the only thing about the 'food is love' equation, is that some of
>us appear to be more beloved than others! :-D)
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>'Lainie
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