Food is pleasure and family and friends and companionship. Or, at least, food with these things is superlative, even more than the food itself.
I miss the Mid-week Supper Group that existed back in the late 00s, early 10s, before that group of friends had children. And I miss the BBQ lunches/long socials on public holidays that we didn't have in 2019 and obvs haven't been able to have in 20-21. And I miss the brunches with friends every now and then - between five and fifteen of us all sitting down at a cafe and chattering away for an hour or more.
We still managed to have some family/relative feasts for Christmas and Chinese New Year, but the last few months in Sydney have been bleak. *sigh*
I haven't been to a potluck in years and I have really fond childhood memories of potluck dinners with 'the potluck family' - a group of friends from church who all had kids the same age, and our parents were friends. Alas, the parents split over an acrimonious divorce-and-remarriage scenario, and the kids grew up and got married and drifted away, as one does. Haven't found much of a potluck community yet. My bible study has done dinners where one or two people cooked, and then delivered to everyone, and we ate together over a zoom call. That was kind of fun; not as good as being together in person, but good enough for the times.
Anyway, this comment ended up long and slightly maudlin! I apologise profusely. :)
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I miss the Mid-week Supper Group that existed back in the late 00s, early 10s, before that group of friends had children. And I miss the BBQ lunches/long socials on public holidays that we didn't have in 2019 and obvs haven't been able to have in 20-21. And I miss the brunches with friends every now and then - between five and fifteen of us all sitting down at a cafe and chattering away for an hour or more.
We still managed to have some family/relative feasts for Christmas and Chinese New Year, but the last few months in Sydney have been bleak. *sigh*
I haven't been to a potluck in years and I have really fond childhood memories of potluck dinners with 'the potluck family' - a group of friends from church who all had kids the same age, and our parents were friends. Alas, the parents split over an acrimonious divorce-and-remarriage scenario, and the kids grew up and got married and drifted away, as one does. Haven't found much of a potluck community yet. My bible study has done dinners where one or two people cooked, and then delivered to everyone, and we ate together over a zoom call. That was kind of fun; not as good as being together in person, but good enough for the times.
Anyway, this comment ended up long and slightly maudlin! I apologise profusely. :)