I saw in ad in the newspaper for a program called Food Not Bombs. They were distributing food to the hungry near where I live. I decided to show up at the indicated place and time in order to help.
In addition to contributing my physical efforts I brought a plastic container filled with vegetarian food that I had cooked along with a set of plastic utensils to add to the giving spirit.
When I arrived at the intersection no one was to be found. I looked all around and even asked a hotel receptionist and a security guard, neither of whom knew what I was talking about. I was a bit lost.
I went back to the intersection and looked around. I saw an unmarked hotel entrance and went inside. The receptionist there informed me that I had just missed the event. It turns out that the program drops off food for the hungry, but only over a brief period of time.
Disappointed, I was about to leave when I mentioned that I had food to contribute. The receptionist said that she could take it and give it to someone who needed it. Great!
So my efforts were not all in vain and some kindness was spread in a tangible way. I hope my cabbage, potato, and edamame dish nourished someone's body and soul today.
