At God’s Love

My friends and I were given a tour of the impressive operation at God’s Love We Deliver.

The facilities are in SoHo, near VanDam, although this spring their new distribution center opens in Brooklyn.

I had never seen an industrial kitchen before. Our guide, Nigel Finley, told us it was the largest such in our city.

We saw staff and volunteers at work in the kitchen and bakery.

God’s Love We Deliver provides medically tailored meals to ill and home-bound New Yorkers. They cater specifically to clients’ needs; for instance, low salt for those with high blood pressure, or pureed food for anyone with swallowing issues.

Founded in the midst of the AIDS crisis, GLWD has delivered food since 1985.

This is the 40th anniversary of this excellent service. See how you can participate.

Going to the post

There is something about getting mail- and giving mail- that puts a little bounce in the step.

Observing a woman on her way to drop a package at the post office reminded me of this simple pleasure.

When I was a teen, I remember mailing figs to my grandfather who lived in Israel. I thought it ridiculous to send figs or dates to the Middle East, but packing the dry fruits and taking them to the post office was fun.

When your neighbor says “ah no mail; at least I didn’t get a bill,” you nod in understanding. But you are both a little disappointed at the empty mailbox.