Wow. It’s crazy how busy the Christmas season can be. Last weekend we had 4 parties over 5 days, two of which we helped plan. Saturday’s party was our annual Christmas dinner for homeowners with whom we’ve worked and our neighbors. Last week was full of trips to Sam’s Club and Winn Dixie, and then Saturday was spent cleaning our house from top to bottom and cooking. It was an interesting venture for the 5 of us… yes, we’re all adults, but when you’re 23 you’ve only prepared but so many Christmas meals. I have to say, though, I was so impressed with us. We made green bean casserole, a baked pineapple dish, turkey, and then asked guests to bring a side item. We got compliments on everything and even got asked for our recipes! I was a little ashamed to admit that I’d just found them online- doesn’t exactly sound classy. Our turkey was especially delicious, and I’ll give Arthur (and his mom’s advice!) all the credit for that one. SO yummy!
We had a ton of leftovers, so last night Danielle, James, and I decided to take them to some of the hundreds of homeless that sleep underneath the interstates. (In New Orleans, all the interstates are like overpasses, running for the most part above the city, to prevent problems when there’s flooding.) None of us were sure what to expect, so we just walked up to a group of people, toting our cooler of sodas and carrying turkey, casseroles, chicken, and potato salad. We asked if they’d like dinner, and after moving our food (we’d originally set our cooler where the men usually pee) we started serving them dinner. It was probably less than 15 people that we fed, but each person was so appreciative. We sat and talked with a few men as they ate and got a small glimpse of their lives. I was humbled, honored, nervous, and blessed to serve these people.
What a city we live in, eh?
