Yesterday at Judson, where we have a kitchen for a whole church that is smaller than most bathrooms in most houses, we fed close to 400 people.  The Rev. Howard Moody’s long ministry was being remembered.  35 years is a long time to do anything!  The sandwiches were pear and turkey with a near pesto sauce as well as bacon crisps and apples.  They were a nice size, giving a near lunch to people after the 11 a.m. service.  What was remarkable was all the leftovers.  People brought other trays to pass, trays of hulled strawberries and sliced kiwis.  And they chipped and dipped, and chipped and dipped some more.

 

So strange this week: a storm, an election, a memorial service.  Food, food, food.  Now all we have to do is figure out how to get rid of all of the bags of chips left behind  (I counted a dozen at last survey) and get them to the Rockaways, where some one might enjoy them, as opposed to wondering what to do with them.  Famine, feast, surplus, leftovers…….all among us now.