Friends: The Benefits

one very good friend of mine has returned to the states from germany. he previously had been in iraqi fighting the war. it was during the summer of 2005 that he took this picture on the very rare visit home for around thanksgiving.

like a lot women of my generation, i don't cook. not that i don't know how to; i am actaully pretty good at it. i don't approach it with the enthusiam that most who enjoy cooking do. i look at it as a chore. one that i don't mind doing for the right person and the right time. i enjoy the ritual of food, rather than the food itself. the act of preparing to eat and everything that goes along with it is more enjoyabe to me than the actual food. so as one can gather i enjoy the whole charade of eating out or ordering in.

this very good friend of mine, is one of the few whom i have made exceptions for and cooked for. for the past 6 years, whenever he makes it backs to the states, he requests that in addition to hanging out and catching up, that i cook for him.

i always agree. not that i feel compelled to excercise my culinary skills. nor do i feel that this falls under the ordinary benefits of friendship. but we all make exceptions. when a friend of years comes into town for a short stint, i make exceptions. another reason for the exception is that i honestly don't know when or if i will ever see him again. if he can fight for the independance of this country, everyone in it myself included the least i can do is spend a couple of hours in my kitchen! not only as an american but as a friend.

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Posted on 6/23/2006 ( Permanent Link )
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