I (Fred) am not one for sitting down and writing out New Year’s Resolutions. (I am also not one for just sitting still these days...perhaps there’s a correlation.) But if asked to write down one goal for Pasadena Community Supper Club in 2019, it is this: more connection, and deeper relationships, with the women and men we serve at our monthly dinners.
That was the mutually-agreed-upon-yet-independently-arrived-at sentiment of our core group following Pasadena Community Supper Club’s November service and dinner.
It has only been five months, five dinners, no more than, say, 10 to 12 total hours of presence, but something seemed different, deeper, more connected, and more welcome at Centennial Place this past Sunday.
The first of my three consecutive alarms rings on my phone beginning at 5 AM, the two additional ones protecting against an accidental deactivation of the first. To me, 5 AM is as early as you can get up and consider it the morning of a new day. Anytime before that, and it may as well be the night before. But, as I’m discovering quickly, in the Food World - to say nothing of being a parent, or some other person who simply works harder than I do - the earlier the better. There’s always something else that needs prepped, packed, or purchased last-minute.
This month’s Pasadena Community Supper Club dinner could not have felt more different from September’s. (Even the header photo in this post is a change up from the usual low-rent Instagram slideshow I’m normally forcing on you.) You would have been justified in reading a sense of - not frustration, but certainly straining - into September’s post-event recap. I was feeling it. Largely it was self-imposed, given that I insisted on presenting a meal that required multiple days of rather involved preparation. Don’t get me wrong - it turned out well. But this month, things had to change, for the better. I think they did.
I’m only a week (or so) late on getting this update out, and, wow, have I heard about it. Look, I’m flattered. Really. But, seriously, you people are starting to sound a little desperate, telling me how your life is just not complete without your regularly scheduled pre-Supper Club update post. I mean, I’m only human.
Back to reality, where it’s late at night, only a few days before my busiest week yet as a food professional. What’s do I mean by “food professional?” I guess we haven’t caught up in a spell, have we? Let me fill you in.
Nothing says Fall like a delicious bowl of Chili with Cornbread...even though it’s still 80+ degrees in SoCal… https://t.co/njsmcPTwny
Meet Chris. Without him, without our friendship, we never would have been introduced to the women and men of Centennial Place, and Pasadena Community Supper Club would not exist. Relationships can change lives. Join us this Sunday for our 8th PCSC service and dinner. DM for questions and details.
Our NY resolution? Grow in our relationships with the people we are serving each month. Had the opportunity to throw a baby shower for our friend Natasha, a regular at Supper Club events. Read more about it in our latest update. Link in bio.
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