Filed under: donations, food, homeless, hunger, Lent, poverty | Tags: donate, easter, feeding, food, hockey, homeless, Lent, trader joes
As Easter approaches, the project draws to a close. I apologize for my absence, but other parts of my life needed my attention. I wasn’t completely separated from the project, but my memory of exactly what I’ve done isn’t perfect.
Last week, I went to a show at The Pageant. I guess I’ll have to go further back, though. Last month I celebrated my one year anniversary with my boyfriend. As he knows the project well, he didn’t want us to eat a bunch of food and put me far behind in feeding others. To help, he bought a box of granola bars, and before we went to dinner, we drove around downtown trying to find people to feed. We didn’t come across anyone! There were people who weren’t terribly in need, but it would have been difficult to stop the car and chase them down. Everyone appeared to be on the move to a Blues game.
So, back to last week. There is almost always someone in need of some help along The Loop. On the way in, there was a woman who said she’d lost her job and had to feed her daughter. I remembered the granola bars still in my purse and gave her one. Then, on the way back out, there was a homeless man on the stairs requesting food. I gave him one as well. It was so easy. Just to be prepared that someone might be hungry.
There are a few other things I need to get rid of before the project is over. I was given a new set of knives, so I have a box of lightly used knives to give away. I still have some cat food too and a jar of sauce that someone gave me without realizing it wasn’t vegan.
That reminds me, I went to Trader Joe’s a week or two ago. I don’t know why I go there. There is practically nothing vegan there despite their trendiness. I bought a container of dark chocolate covered raisins. First of all, there’s no need for dairy in dark chocolate. Second, I really did try to read the ingredients, but I was on the phone at the same time and missed the milkfat. When I got back to work, I (ever the cautious one) re-read the ingredients and noticed my mistake. Rather than go all the way back to the store, I offered them to my coworkers. They seemed very grateful.
I have some canned goods I’ve collected that I must find a home for soon. I’m not sure where I’ll take them yet, but I know they’ll be welcome wherever they go.
You will hear from me again before Easter. I promise.
