Turkish, Egyptian, Israeli, Lebanese, Greek, Scottish and German food covered all available spaces such as tables, counters and nothing else you think of placing food.
Beloved grinned at the sights and the smells and marveled at my “United Nations of friends” as he put it. But not all of my friends were represented at this gathering, not in person and not by dish of origin. However a lot of them were here, to meet Beloved and welcome him into the circle the only way they knew how, with a pot luck. Since it was being held at our place, we were responsible for things like beverages, dishes and cutlery. Easy enough to manage indeed.
He held my hand as I introduced to him to far too many people in such a short period of time, mentioning names and countries as we went. He stumbled over names that were foreign to his tongue, listened to different accents and basically grinned with bewilderment and excitement.
His world, his friends are varied, but to as greatly and so I had been saved from this type of ordeal myself when meeting them. His family though was another story because they used the same name several times over within the family until it seemed like every other male was Johnny or some variation of that.
When the party had ended I remember him saying that at least we’d have guides in a whole bunch of different countries, if we wanted to visit them. Laughingly,I’m confessed I’d already taken advantage of such things in the past, and it was a truly lovely blessing indeed. Of course his friends were also a lovely blessing even if they do all come from basically the same area.
That’s one of the best things with friends, not only do they get us, accept us and like us. They take us on adventures, introduce us to new places and ideas. And they don’t hesitate to break bread with us, share a drink to wet a dry throat. Friends are, in a sense, the food and water, of life. The types of food or drink may very, but the love and open hospitality remains the same. Differences between countries and ideals are ignored because with friends there are no borders. There is just a warn embrace, a welcoming smile and the acceptance of their love.