Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Coffee anyone?

I recently got a new neighbor here at the condo.
She is a very nice lady and we have had a few conversations.
So one morning she stopped by the house unexpectedly and invited me to coffee.

I know this is a perfectly normal thing to do but I'm a Mormon and I've gotten myself into some awkward situations in the past by not making myself clear upfront in this area...

So, my  response was

"I'd love to!  I don't drink coffee but we can just get together and talk it would be great."

She responded

"Oh ok.  Tea?"

"Ha Ha.  Well, I don't drink tea either.  But really, I'd love to just get together it doesn't matter what we do."

"Well ok, how about friday morning at my place."

So the date was set.

I had a few difficult days between her invitation and the day of the get together and even though I intended to make some sort of food to take over, I never got it done.  argh.  So lame.  So I went over there empty handed. Which I felt bad about...

So I go in and she says,

"I have some water boiling for tea...but you don't drink tea?"

"No, but really I'm fine!  I'm really more of a water person"

"Ok, well I did make some banana bread!  Do you like banana bread?"

"Oh sure!  I love banana bread!"

I watch her cut the bread and, dang it, I notice something...

"oh shoot!  I'm allergic to nuts"

"Oh no!  I knew I should have asked you!  Even while I was making it I was thinking, don't put nuts in unless you ask her if she's allergic.  Hmmm.  Do you want some toast?  I could make you some toast?"

"No really, I'm fine!  I'm happy to just come over and talk"

"Really I could make you some toast"

"Ok toast would be fine"

She pulls out her bread and its chock full of all kinds of seeds and nuts.  So she starts reading the label and it lists the nuts I'm allergic to.  I was trying to say that it would probably be fine in such small quantities but she doesn't want to feed me any nuts. (even though my allergy isn't the kind where I'll die at your dining room table)

So she finds another type of bread but she only has a couple of pieces.  I tell her its fine.  And she puts it in her toaster.

We are chatting and it's a perfectly enjoyable time.

The toast burns a little.

She's mortified.  She has no other bread to offer.

I tell her it's fine.  I butter it and put some jelly on it.

She offers me eggs.  She feels terrible that I've come over and she's feeding me burned toast and water!

I wish I could tell her how much the whole back and forth about coffee, tea, water, banana bread, nuts, toast and eggs has made me chuckle inside.

How it is so ME.
It's not her fault...I just invite awkward situations.
I think how it is another experience in my life that I just have to share with my friend Donna and she'll say, "another episode in your sitcom".

It was an awesome morning.

And after all the food nonsense, we did have a lovely conversation.

1 comment:

  1. I'm dying! I wish I could've seen that! Right after we moved to Maryland when I was 10 our next door neighbor invited my mom over for tea and she just said no, with no explanation or anything. This is at least better than that! It was an awkward 2 years with those neighbors!