3 posts tagged “food”
For a full sit-down dinner with several guests, would you rather be the one cooking or do you prefer to just show up and eat?
I was just thinking about this. I have always been a guest for Thanksgiving, and as I was looking around my grandpa's house today, I thought about how I know the whole family was probably cleaning up and making sure everything looked nice for all the guests.
I'm not very social usually, but for something like today or Christmas, I would love to cook. I would love to host something at my house, because I've never had a "normal" life in that sense. When I was a little girl, my dad used to barbecue and invite friends over once in a while. It was so much fun, and while he cooked outside, my mom made potato salad and other stuff inside. Sometimes my dad's friend Greg would play outside with me while we waited for the food to be ready.
As we've gotten older, my dad has lost touch with some of those friends, and there are others he just doesn't get to talk to as often, partly because everyone's busy and partly because our living situation is different from what it was fifteen years ago, so it's difficult to have people over. His health has deteriorated some, and my mom has had to work six days a week for the last ten years or so. Everyone's life has gotten busier and more stressful.
Someday I will have my own house and someday, hopefully, I will have a husband and a kid or two. We will spend the day cleaning and cooking, preparing for the arrival of our guests for a full sit-down dinner. It will be stressful, and it will be hectic, but it will be worth it to enjoy the company of our friends, especially if food is involved. And when the meal is over, when everybody has gone home, we will relax on the couch, happy that everyone had a good time and went home satisfied.
My life, in the near future, is going to undergo major changes. Things are a lot more stressful and uncertain than usual (I'm sure I'll recount the details at some point, in another entry). I am dreading what's to come, but little fantasies like the one above keep me hopeful.