Category: Friends & Family

COSTCO rules

There is something spiritual about entering the walls of Costco.  I can almost hear the angels singing Hallelujah each time I arrive.  Considering I work at Feeding America, I may be learning to see the romantic side of warehouses. Costco just seems to have all of the things I like most.  Here is my short list of must-purchase items EVERY time I go: Spanakopita, Goat Cheese, Chandon Brut, Prosciutto and Pistachios.  If I ever leave without one of those items, have me admitted as I have probably lost my mind.  And, since the end of the world was only 13 days away at the time, I splurged on some other sinful delights.  I can’t write about those right now because I am hungry as I type.  Like grocery shopping, I have learned that you should never blog about food while you are hungry or else the fridge ends up getting raided unnecessarily.

Yesterday, I went to the Big Box with my husband, Scott, who enjoys sniffing out deals and finding useless things to appease the hoarder in him.  We made one critical mistake.  We ate before we went and forgot about the free weekend buffet served by lonely senior citizens wearing hairnets and holding scissors.  My husband almost got his hand slapped after he reached BEHIND the plexiglass cover to get a completed sample from the tray one lady was preparing (rather slowly may I add).  “NOT proper tasting etiquette!  Doesn’t he know better? What a Costco rookie,” I thought as I winced.

After sampling crackers, olives, sausages, stinky cheese and coconut water (jealous?), we pushed our TWO carts full of treasures to the check out lane.  As we worked our way up to the front of the line, my husband looked behind us and saw a sweet older gentleman with a small TV and dress shirt in his cart.  Two items compared to our two HUNDRED (give or take)…

Scott offered to have the gentleman go in front of us and he gladly accepted.  He even seemed rather surprised.  The cashier team thanked Scott and said that it is rare that customers offer to let someone go ahead of them in line.  It made me wonder if Scott’s Jenerous act was uncommon because people are in a hurry, or if they are just unaware of other people around them.  Maybe if we are more aware, we would see the opportunities to be more Jenerous all around us?  Sometimes it is less about the act of Jenerosity as much as it is about how wonderful it feels to be noticed and have someone put your needs in front of their own.  Recognition is the first step in that process.

I love my husband.  He has a great heart and seeks out opportunities to recognize the needs of others; I benefit from that frequently.  I was proud to stand next to him yesterday as the cashiers oohed and aahed over what a great guy he is.  I can’t say the same about the sampler lady with the scissors!

There is something spiritual about entering the walls of Costco.  I can almost hear the angels singing Hallelujah each t...

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Over the Lips and Thru the Gums…

When you want to make people feel welcome, sometimes all it takes is some good ol’ comfort food.  My uncle Jerry is visiting from California and he happens to be a big fan of my cooking.  His “life partner” Doug (no, they are not gay) is staying at a nearby resort, so Jerry asked if we could invite Doug over for dinner.  I think “life partner” is code for two single guys who play golf together and one is always responsible for footing the bill.  If any of you know my uncle Jerry, then you know who is who.

First, whipped up a tender pot roast, creamy mashed potatoes and sauteed asparagus.  Then, opened a bottle of Showket Vineyards Sangiovese.  Next, put “White Christmas” on the sound system.  Finally, dimmed the dining room lights.  Call me ‘Norma Freakin’ Rockwell!’  Doug groaned and grunted as he put each bite of food in his mouth.  If I had closed my eyes, I may have thought I was watching an adult film.  He began to share how much he misses his ex-wife’s cooking.  So glad I could help him yearn for his prior life.  Culinary experience is clearly big on his list of “ideal mate” qualities.

I enjoy cooking for people.  Preparing a meal that matches their style and preferences is a great way to show you care. It is always so much more enjoyable to sit around a comfortable table and eat food that you know hasn’t been dropped on the floor and prepared by hands that have been washed.  More importantly, ending the meal with a relaxing glass of port rather than an obscene balance due and a husband whose eyes are bugging out in sticker shock is always my preference.

So…if you come and visit and all I serve is Sloppy Joes, BEWARE!  But if I serve them with a bottle of Opus One, then you know my retro soul cares.  Anything with Opus One…now that’s Jenerous!

When you want to make people feel welcome, sometimes all it takes is some good ol' comfort food.  My uncle Jerry is visi...

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