Let the feasting begin
- Mandy Crow

- Nov 17, 2009
- 2 min read

This coming Sunday after the morning service, I’m having my life group (and any friends they bring) over for a potluck Thanksgiving meal.
Now, it’s potluck, but being me, I’ve gone a little crazy planning what I’m going to cook. There’s a turkey. Green beans. Possibly mac and cheese. Fried apples. Salad. A pumpkin layer cake with whipped icing.
See, I like to cook for people. I like to have people over and serve them stuff I’ve made myself that sometimes happens to taste pretty good. (And just as an aside, cooking for people is one of the ways I like to show my love. So if you’ve been invited to partake of my cooking or ever received baked goods in the mail as a gift, it’s because I’m trying to show you I love you. Consequently, for those who care, one of my “love languages” is quality time. If you want to show me you care, spend time with me. That’s sometimes why I get bent out of shape when people say no when I’ve asked them to do something with me. I feel like I’ve put my heart out there and when they say no, not even realizing the way I work, I sometimes take it as them not really liking/loving/caring for me very much.)
On Sunday afternoon, I sat down to make my menu. This is something my mom and I do together every time she hosts a big family celebration and I guess it rubbed off. Menu made, I started making a shopping list. And this is when I think my craziness began to come out. I looked at what Kroger had on sale this week and what Publix had on sale and made 2 lists in order to get the best deals. And these are fairly detailed lists.
This afternoon, I’ll be doing the 2-stores-in-one-afternoon shopping trip. I’m considering making it into a game and seeing how fast I can get everything on each list and how cheaply. Because grocery shopping is just more fun when you make it into a game.
So if you see me in Kroger or Publix this afternoon and I seem oddly focused, that is what’s going down.
And if you’re coming on Sunday, you’ll reap the benefits.
I hope.







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