Yesterday, before leaving for Our Father's House shelter to make our monthly meal, seven of us spent some time in our community garden. We picked things like eggplant, a variety of lettuces, kale, spinach, tomatoes, cucumbers, etc. Helpers from our organization, other students, and even a number of members from our towns had worked tirelessly to help our garden flourish with organic goods. Standing in the vibrant courtyard, it was hard to believe how many seedlings we had spent hours upon hours caring for that now thrived with life. Having the ability to harvest what we needed from the garden was tangible proof of our efforts. With pounds of goods in hand, we left for the shelter. After stopping at the store for a few staples needed for our dish, we made some beautiful garden salad, eggplant parm, chicken parm, and some spaghetti. We made enough to serve forty or so. Attending Our Father's has become one of my favorite ways to help out around the community in my past year or so spent in the service program. The staff there has always been extremely welcoming and appreciative of our assistance. Same goes for the residents we serve. The dining area is always full of compliments and thank yous. Although, nothing about being there really feels like service. It's a blast just to be able to make a huge meal with friends as we get to reap the rewards of watching others enjoy the food. This trip was especially great because of the huge role our very own garden played in helping to constitute the meal. Which, without hesitating to brag, looked and tasted pretty delicious.
Molly Cassidy
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