Do you remember when folks used to drop in?
A close friend (I was in her home visiting one afternoon last week) texted me about 5:00 yesterday evening and asked if we'd like some company. I quickly checked with my husband then texted YES! Were we ready for company? No. The house wasn't company perfect. Were we ready to share an evening in spontaneous hospitality? Yes. A friend loveth at all times!
I had put a small pot of ham and beans on (only 1 lb), but I told her we'd make a big pan of cornbread and asked her family to have supper with us. She offered to bring dessert. She brought cheese and bread for grilled cheese, too. Super meal stretcher! Soon, we had four more at our table for the evening. Then, my daughter came home, and her friend and her mama stayed to visit, too. We had a houseful when we thought we'd be having a quiet evening. It was great fun.
I loved the spontaneity of it. It reminded me of my childhood when friends and family were always welcome. If company came around dinner time, we'd just stretch whatever we had (put another bean in the pot so to speak). I miss that.
I want to try to start having folks over more often. They know I've been going through these cancer treatments. They're not going to judge my housekeeping.
Did folks just drop in for a visit when you were growing up? Do they still do that where you live?
Blessed,
Laura of Harvest Lane Cottage
P.S. When I searched on-line for a photo of beans, nearly every free photo available was of coffee beans! What does that say about they way Americans live these days?
