I’m Basically Married to Mother Teresa when it Comes to Kindness and Food
first off, thanks to those that have already voted for me and the hubs to speak at SXSW! if you haven’t, we would be so appreciative if you would and you can read all about it right heeere!
second off, we had a delicious weekend date night at the ‘bite of oregon!’ we live downtown so we get to walk to said culinary event along the water…it’s a rough life over here.
‘the bite of oregon’ really changed our lives. my husband used to work for ‘honest tea’ (ya know…the tea the president drinks) and he wheeled and dealed until he finally convinced the organizers to allow him entry with ‘honest tea’ products like 5 years ago. ‘the bite’ benefits special olympics oregon, so they are also key players in organizing and running the massive 3 day event.
after we passed out thousands of bottles at the event, ravery decided to stop by the special olympics office and drop off a case of the marketing VP’s favorite flavor. as he was leaving, the VP told ravery that they had a job opening for the manager of marketing and communication and he should apply for it and eventually he got the job! it changed our lives and it was fun to see a few of his old coworkers and play catch up.
it’s $5 bucks to get in and then food ranges from $3-9 which is quite affordable-all while benefiting a great organization! it was free for me to show off my awesome giraffe-neck move.
i was munching on a gouda grilled cheese sandwich on rustic craft bread (soaked in butter) with caramelized onions and bacon. yes, i took a picture of the sign so i would remember exactly what it was.
let me tell you a story about this kalua pork and why i started tearing up moments after he got it.
as we walked up to the hawaiian cart, there was a very sad woman looking down at her fresh plate of food that she just dropped on the dirt covered ground. i empathized with her because there is no “5 second rule” when you drop food in dirt. it just doesn’t work that way.
as i stood next to my husband, he ordered two plates of hawaiian food and i immediately said “oh i don’t need my own, i just want a few bites of yours.”
he sweetly said, “oh, this isn’t for you. i’m going to buy that woman another plate because i know what a terrible and sad feeling that is when that happens to your food.”
i thought that was incredibly kind, obviously.
after he got his food, he went over and quickly handed the woman a fresh plate. she and the 5 other people she was standing with all looked surprised and he simply said “i know what a bad feeling that is…enjoy and have a great evening!” and we walked away. he’s basically mother teresa.
1 minute later, one of her friends came over and said ‘hey man, that was just really cool of you. thank you so much, we all really appreciate that kindness.”
3 minutes later after i was taking my “i’m your wife, you must give me 3 bites” bites and another man came over and said “hey, i just wanted to shake your hand and say thank you again for buying my friend a new plate. it’s things like that which restore my faith in our society and i just wanted you to know how moved i was to see you do that.”
how amazing is that?! i totally teared up and felt such pride in how kind and giving my husband is to complete strangers. and a little bad that my first reaction wasn’t “hey…i should buy her food!”
we also got doubly ID because apparently we look 19? the ID lady was also doubly sneaky because when she was looking at our ID, she also asked us questions. ravery’s question was “what year did you graduate from high school?” and i got “what is your zip code” which immediately sent me into a panic because my mind went blank and i felt like i had a fake ID.
on our walk back home, we watched these night painters capturing the moonlight (note his headlamp) and it reminded me of my nana-she’s quite the painter and just sold her first painting! i have inherited none of her artistic talents.
1) highlight of your weekend?
2) do you like to paint or are you artsy?
3) last act of kindness you did?