By now it has been clearly established….I like to feed people. And now, that is becoming a well known thing. So rather than ‘Oh! Becca brought ____ isn’t that nice?!?’ it is changing to “What did Becca make?”
(I’ll be honest, that kind of eagerness is something I could devour with a spoon so I won’t complain)
Last night I went to Game Night–something quickly becoming a routine event. Which, I love. I chose to bring food I actually prefer it that way. I WANT to share it (sometimes with alcohol I tend to think about the quantity, and being stingy vs polite.)
So I made apps….after SEVERELY scaling down my list.
At one point I had 7 possibilities. It was cut to four, and even then, it was almost too much.
I hadn’t made a single one before, BUT all were done in under 2 hours.
I do one of 2 things when I bring food over. I either say ‘Here, try this” and shove a bite of something at someone, without warning. OR I silently watch as people eat, waiting to spot reactions & facial expressions.
IF the person locks eyes with me (which often happens) I always say “Good?” and typically get the nod with a thumbs-up.
I have wondered about this reaction. Just how honest IS it? Are they just being polite?
Then I reason with myself. They continue eating.
And…they’re my friends.
My little group of misfits all have the unique ability to phrase slap your face honesty, with just a dash of kindness, to make you you understand—-they mean what they say.
Good job Me.