Stories Matching 'Sharing Food' Tag (114)Environment Research New Ideas Public Transportation Children Inspiration Teachers Seniors OnThe Road Grocery Store Money Workplace Animals At Home Anonymous Friendship Kindness Kindness of Strangers Courage Small Acts of Kindness Health and Wellness Generosity Sharing Family Respect Neighbors Reconciliation Smile Cards Advice Good Samaritan Giving Money Giving Ability School Church Youth Collective Arts Creative Kindness Random Act of Kindness Homeless Travel/Vacation College/University Holidays Internet Birthday Sharing Food Emergency/Disaster Community Relationships Paying-It-Forward Coffee Shop/Restaurants $100 Kindness Idea Smile Decks Thank You Serendipity Bringing Some Love to New York City--posted by sadhvi, on Jul 24, 2007
comments (18) | email this | print | permalink A Carrot, an Egg or a Coffee Bean?--posted by Hafeez, on Sep 4, 2007
comments (19) | email this | print | permalink The Seed Has A Sprout--posted by justoneheart, on Sep 18, 2007 I am a single mother of a darling 6 year old girl, Haley. With a six year old come a lot of questions! Who is that? What are they doing? Why? Where...and on and on. I love her questions! Sometimes I do not have an answer, sometimes we brainstorm the possibilities of what may be together. Children are very, very observant and have excellent memories! One example that comes to mind is right around Christmas last year. We were heading out to her Grandma's house -- an hour drive, so lots of time for chatting! We were waiting to get ... comments (23) | email this | print | permalink Three Red Marbles--posted by Shilpa, on Jun 15, 2009 I was at the corner grocery store buying some early potatoes. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprising a basket of freshly picked green peas. I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. Pondering the peas, I couldn't help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller (the store owner) and the ragged boy next to me. "Hello Barry, how are you today?" "H'lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus' admirin' them peas. They sure look good." "They are good, ... comments (16) | email this | print | permalink Gentleman at the Terra Linda Jamba Juice--posted by Michele Genevieve, on Sep 30, 2007
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comments (31) | email this | print | permalink Late Night Dinner With Scott, Maia and the Host--posted by hurricane, on Oct 31, 2007 Last week, while visiting my Dad in Washington State with my daughter, we went to a local restaurant for a late dinner. When our host seated us, my dad asked him if there were any military having a meal in the establishment. The host said there was a soldier eating dinner with his friend. My dad told the host to tell the soldier and his friend that their dinner was paid for and that we should get dessert too! He also stated that he did not want to be identified as the benefactor. Our waitress, who witnessed this as well, commented ... comments (10) | email this | print | permalink Can't Buy At McDonald's!--posted by JuneBug, on Nov 18, 2007
This week-end my husband and I are leaving on vacation to North Carolina ... As you well know, planning is essential including cleaning out the refrigerator of food that will go bad. comments (13) | email this | print | permalink How Much Are You Short?--posted by Nini, on Nov 20, 2007 A few weeks ago I walked into a Zenex Garage to buy some milk. When I turned around after taking milk out the fridge I saw an elderly man standing behind me with a small packet of mielie pap, a small bottle of Savlon, a small bottle of milk and a half loaf of bread. He was trying to hold everything and at the same time was counting his coins in his very shaky, bruised, cut hands. I walked up to him and asked him how much he was short. Stunned, he could not even talk. Almost apologetically, he told ... comments (26) | email this | print | permalink $2.65 That Inspired Me To Be Kind!--posted by Swift, on Dec 1, 2007
comments (17) | email this | print | permalink An Unsuspecting Restaurant Table--posted by Tim K., on Dec 2, 2007 So there we are sitting in our little booth, finishing up a, tasty meal. It dawns on us, it’s time. Who will it be? Who will it be? Hmmm…. them! Who? Them, the couple behind me over my left shoulder. All right, lets do it! Our waiter comes over and asks: Would you like to take the rest with you? Yes, we would. Could we have our check? Ahhh, we’d also like to pay for that table. Uhh…what table? Any table really, but we were thinking of that table…. Fingers point discreetly, and the target is understood. We slip him ... comments (100) | email this | print | permalink 70 Cents At the Checkout Counter--posted by kenosha, on Dec 5, 2007 The other day, while waiting in a busy check-out line, after setting my items on the belt, I put the little bar after my items so the person behind me could set his items down. When the clerk told me my total ,I realized I went over the $9.00 I had with me. I told the cashier that she would have to take the milk off of the bill, and I said I apologized for the inconvenience. After she told me my new total, the guy behind me smilingly said, "Here I have the 70 cents you need." I said no, but he insisted. I added, "Oh, but she'll have to ring up the milk again since I've already paid for the other items." "Oh, we all have time. Go right ahead," he added while looking to the cashier as I accepted his generous offering. As pedaled away from the store on my bicycle, I was smiling big. What joy, to have received kindness! I only wish it had been I that did the act of kindness. comments (10) | email this | print | permalink Saying Grace In A Restaurant--posted by Blunt, on Dec 12, 2007
comments (27) | email this | print | permalink $100 Pay-it-forward Award--posted by IZZY, on Dec 10, 2007 I recently received a $100 pay-it-forward award from Karma Kitchen, where I volunteer occasionally. It's a gift-economy restaurant where everyone pays what they want, for the person after them. On nights when more money is received, it is distributed as pay-it-forward awards from which we have to do something good in our community. So on Labor Day, I invited my two friends -- Hafeez and Mita -- to Berkeley to put $100 to good use. I placed the order at Southside Bongo Burger, but then restaurant owner called me back. "You want what? $100 worth of Burgers?" the owner queried me ... comments (8) | email this | print | permalink White Box For A Road Construction Crew--posted by koolmom64, on Dec 18, 2007
comments (9) | email this | print | permalink A Bakery Box on the Counter--posted by lhatton, on Dec 23, 2007 I have always loved our local library and every couple weeks, I've started to stop by on my lunch break. As the weather has gotten colder I have noticed that the library is more crowded during the day and not smelling very pleasant. It seems that the library is a popular place for our local homeless to gather to get out of the bad weather. I am glad that there is a warm safe place for people to get out of the bad weather, but I also wonder what it is like for the librarians who work there every day. Recently, ... comments (18) | email this | print | permalink Lost and Found: A Ten Dollar Bill--posted by RipplesGuy, on Jan 20, 2008
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comments (69) | email this | print | permalink Cereal For the Soul--posted by libbyza, on Feb 5, 2008 A sweet and charming little old lady came up to me at the supermarket about 5 months ago. She had strict orders from her doctor to avoid artificial ingredients, but she couldn't read the ingredients on the cereal box and was asking me for some help. "No problem," I instantly said. I picked up the box and indeed, it's a shame that the print was so small that even I had to struggle to read it. It turned out that it did have artificial ingredients. With a slightly dejected face, she explained, "I'm struggling to have a decent breakfast in the mornings, ... comments (29) | email this | print | permalink Where's The Jelly?--posted by loretta, on Mar 26, 2008 I just came in from the grocery store. I only needed one item but the woman in line before me had spent more than the money she had in her hand. As she checked out her 2-3 packed bags, she asked the cashier to put the jelly back so she would have enough money to cover the bill. As she paid, I looked at her and told her I was going to buy that jelly for her. She said, "Oh no, you don't have to. I just didn't grab enough money when I left my home." I looked at her and ... comments (22) | email this | print | permalink From the Bottom of My Heart...--posted by MakeSomeoneSmile, on May 5, 2008
comments (33) | email this | print | permalink Biker Dude At The Grocery Store--posted by ppiemomma, on May 8, 2008 The other day I was shopping with my four-year-old son, Jacob. We had been in the store quite a while, so his patience was already wearing thin when I mentioned that I had forgotten to get soup. As I turned the cart around and headed down the soup aisle we saw the biggest, baldest, most bewildered looking biker dude staring at the cans. I thought he might be threatening them to jump into his basket! Like most children his age, Jacob is still learning to not shout out his observations about people in public. As we approached the man, Jacob ... comments (42) | email this | print | permalink Generosity of a Homeless Man--posted by Nellybelly, on May 17, 2008
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comments (17) | email this | print | permalink The Girl Who Gave Me Apples--posted by twocents, on Aug 11, 2008 August 1942. Piotrkow, Poland. The sky was gloomy that morning as we waited anxiously. All the men, women and children of Piotrkow's Jewish ghetto had been herded into a square. Word had gotten around that we were being moved. My father had only recently died from typhus, which had run rampant through the crowded ghetto. My greatest fear was that our family would be separated. 'Whatever you do,' Isidore, my eldest brother, whispered to me, 'don't tell them your age. Say you're sixteen.' I was tall for a boy of 11, so I could pull it off. That way I might ... comments (32) | email this | print | permalink A Pocketful of Hope--posted by cassiemeadows, on Sep 29, 2008
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Another glorious Saturday afternoon in Central Park found six members of our Lemonade Brigade ready to collect more smiles and give out some just-because lemonade! Week one of our experiment in kindness went so well that we decided to set up our gift-economy lemonade stand at the exact same spot as we did last week.
As usual, our blown-up smile card poster started drawing in the crowds before the lemonade was ready to be served. Pavitra has become a seasoned professional in the art of lemonade-making after just one week, and worked tirelessly to make sure the ... 
A young woman went to her mother and told her how hard her life was. She said she wanted to give up; she was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.
So, her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word. In about ... 
Life has been stressful lately due to recent financial constraints among other things, so I decided to treat myself at Jamba Juice near Northgate on my lunch hour. Ahead of me was a 30-something, tall, good looking chap who, after putting in his order, turned to me and said to the cashier "and put this lady's order on my tab."
Talk about knocking me over with a feather! I was speechless and open-mouthed for a moment but quickly revived, thanked him and put my order in. He said that he just felt it was ... 
I was not employed at the time and I was getting help from the government by getting food stamps. One day, I was walking to the store when I noticed a little man sitting on a bench across from the store. I walked past him but could not stop thinking about him.
I turned around and went up to him and asked him if he was ok. He said no. He said he hadn't eaten in 2 days. I told him, "Dont worry, I'll be right back." I turned back again and asked him what he would like. He said it ... 
Here in Canada, we have a chain of coffee places called Tim Hortons.
It was the middle of winter, and as usual, the drive-thru wait for coffee at Hortons was around 5 minutes. Not forever, but long enough to create a slight inconvenience for me, who at the time was horribly late for work.
Like I did everyday, I got to the order box and placed my order for a coffee and a muffin. So far, nothing about my routine was different. I proceeded to have my $2.65 ready, in exact change as I strive accomplish most mornings.
As I approached the ... 
Road crews are always out working, especially in the summer months. While most of us groan when seeing the signs that say, "Road Work Ahead" or "Be Prepared to Stop", I saw someone use the opportunity to initiate a random act of kindness.
The stretch of of road I was traveling was under construction all summer, and this driver seemed to fit the "daily commuter" profile. On this particular morning, as he slowly advanced from one flagger to the next, he stopped and handed them a white bakery box and a to-go style cup of what I guessed to be ... 
Today has been a great kindness day for me. I brought an extra banana on my drive into the office and gave it to the homeless man at the corner. I bought coffee for the hurried woman in front of me, who smiled and had a little bit better day if only for a few moments. I sent 5 thank you notes to people who have done simple things for me in the past few days. And my daughter and I made smile rocks and sent them to a special friend in need.
How does this pertain to you? Because ... 
About a year ago, I was packing to move myself and my son in with my fiance and his daughter. My son was finally weaning off baby foods, so as I was packing up the kitchen things, I packed up his old baby food. My step-daughter came into the kitchen to see what I was doing. When she saw me packing up her little brother's food, she squealed! Why was I taking away all his food???!!!
I laughed and told her that her little brother was big enough now to eat big people food, just like she does. I then told her ... | Home | About Us | Our Friends | Get Involved | Contact us |  |  |  |