As I’ve gotten older, I have started to enjoy hosting friends more. I am not particularly fond of guests bringing food. Drinks, sure. Food, notsomuch. I guess I get that from my momma. When new people come over, I like for them to offer to help me if I’m still in the kitchen. I won’t accept their offer, but they should offer. And typically, especially when I’m one of the first to arrive and if I don’t know the host and hostess very well, I offer to help. And no, it’s not kissing up. It’s good home training. And it starts you down the road of likability much quicker than just sitting around not attempting to earn your keep. (more…)