It's been a low-key Christmas here in Madison. This morning, my sister Jenni and I went to see Saving Mr. Banks, which was excellent, while my nephew Matthew and brother-in-law Jim went ice fishing. Later, acting on Jim's idea of doing something useful today, we all went to Luke House, the community meal program where I volunteer with my church on the third Monday of each month. Today's meal was a grand feast of turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, dressing, creamed corn, and green salad. I dished up the food; Jenni delivered it to the tables; and Jim and Matthew did the dishes.
In addition to serving and cleaning up, we also ate. That's part of the deal at Luke House; the people who prepare the serve the meal share the same meal with the people being served. That's why they call it a community meal program instead of a soup kitchen. We didn't eat much, because we'd already eaten at home, but what I had of it was pretty tasty.
Now we're back at Jenni's house, watching A Charlie Brown Christmas. Charlie Brown would be proud of how uncommercial we're being today.
