Another Amazing Thing About Normies

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Keep the enchiladas. I’ll take the linen tunic in six long. Tx.

A small but amazing thing about normies: when hard times befall them, they can eat meals dropped off by neighbors. People who barely know them log into an app to sign up to bring them dinner and ostensibly the food arrives and they eat it.

We recently had the opportunity to participate in such a meal sharing. The parents of a friend of a son were having a hard time of an unstated medical nature. We didn’t know them or what they like to eat. The kids of the family are the same age as my kids, so when it was our turn to deliver, I made them some things we like to eat that I thought normal people might also like to eat.

As I was packing the food into containers, I realized my menu included two major hazards: pork (which they wouldn’t eat if they kept kosher or halal or vegetarian or vegan) and peanut butter cookies (which could kill them, but then probably the organizer would have mentioned it?). Also tree nuts (would have mentioned?). Also dairy, eggs, corn. Also salad. Also root beer, full sugar. I put a note in the card: Please call us if you have any questions about ingredients or allergens.

“Any questions.” HA! How funny it would be if my family had a hard time and people started dropping off food they’d made. If my hard time were severe enough that I thought I could get away with it, I’d tape a sign on the porch railing: WE CAN NOT EAT YOUR NORMAL PEOPLE FOOD. PLEASE INSTEAD ORDER ANY OF THE MARKED ITEMS FROM THIS BODEN CATALOGUE.

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8 responses to “Another Amazing Thing About Normies

  1. I would bring you Lily’s chocolate bars:-)

    I can’t imagine that “normals” would have a clue what would be appropriate for your family or would even understand how to help you. Even someone like me who understands diabetes and gluten free would probably forget that nothing out of my kitchen would be acceptable because my kitchen is not gluten free.

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  2. Pam

    Yes! I’ve participated in 2 of these types of things recently and it struck me both times that the families noted no dietary restrictions. I think people would see our (short in comparison to yours) list of issues and if we were lucky drop off a take-out gift card.

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  3. The way you describe it, it almost sounds like a food-gift-registry is in order. Or perhaps a negative-registry, stating only the items to be avoided (to discourage the “I only accept filet mignon and fresh caught salmon and sliced kiwi and colorful alcoholic drinks with paper umbrella on the edge of the glass”-syndrome).

    I think, out of medical necessity, such a request would be socially acceptable. But personally, I would – and have – broken religious dietary rules when needed. I broke the Kosher-for-Passover diet a day early this year because of a nasty stomach bug that only allowed me to tolerate dry toast. And if this Jew had a low blood sugar and the only carbs available were communion wafers, I’d eat them without hesitation.

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  4. I KNOW! But we can’t even accept some supposedly GF things- esp some homemade “GF” items from well-meaning people who have no idea the hidden lurking sources…. The food train thing is so sweet though. An organized, spreadsheet version of the midwestern dropping off of a casserole. We are doing it now for a girl in my class who is a vegetarian, allergic to soy, lactose intolerant, has IBS so prefers FODMAP…lucky for her this is a nutrition program…..

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  5. We’re like this too! I hate it because I feel like the “right thing to do” is not to look a gift horse in the mouth and not to make specifications, because it’s a gift. But if I don’t, my husband is the only one who can eat it.

    Although I will say that specifying “just” gf was easier (in the old days) than trying to explain no additives now. I literally feel no right to ask for additive free stuff. And even if I did people wouldn’t get it. They’d be like this is sugar free, should be perfect.
    Just the other week when my husband got hit by a car (he’s fine) someone approached me about doing a meal thing while he was in the hospital and it was so stressful to imagine explaining our diet that I just said no thanks.
    I should have just asked for books.

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    • Years ago, I was asked to be in a food delivery for a family with a new baby. They specified that the meals should contain no grains or legumes or dairy and only grass fed beef or wild game. At the time I was completely bewildered. And vegan! I didn’t know where to get special meat.

      I’m glad your mate is ok.

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      • And more recently I was asked to be in a food delivery for a friend with cancer who said up front her kids would not eat any kind of casseroles or dropped off food, please just sign up to have pizza delivered to the house from this specific pizzeria. I admired that, but it did kind of erase the opportunity to feel virtuous and loving/tie on an apron/envision oneself as a healer-nurturer out of the equation. (Which of course I realize is not the point but…)

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  6. skchrisman

    Just a few months ago when we were sitting vigil at two different loved one’s bedsides, a sweet angel brought over a gluten free meal that I could eat most of and would last our family two days. White chicken chili, cornbread (couldn’t eat), cookies! (okay, so I ate one) and a sweet kale salad from Kroger that is the BOMB (which I did not share). She put it in the most beautiful boxes and it made her so happy that she (being gluten free herself) could help us out in the worst of times. With this life change, more than 98% of my friends stopped inviting me out, or over to their house because of the many restrictions I have. Or the thought that my T1D kiddo had restrictions! Everyone else went running for the hills. Sometimes all it takes is one special person to lift you up.

    I’m all for the Boden tunic offering! And drinks with umbrellas! And maid service! <– my offering and aforementioned gluten free friend actually did offer! I was too proud, but let her into my dirty drop-and-go house without shame.

    Katy, I would come into your house and cook for you and yours. But…would you let me?

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