Among my group of friends, when someone has a new baby, breaks a bone or needs a major jolt of help, we call in the “sunshine committee.” Here’s the idea: Even when your life is in turmoil, you have to eat. People sign up for certain nights to deliver a home-cooked meal to the person in need.
Every time I think of the sunshine committee concept, I remember the day I went on a three-month bedrest with my second baby, and my friend Margaret came over with bags of food for our family. She didn’t ask if there was something she could do; she just did it. Then she and my friend Karissa, who didn’t even know each other, plotted an elaborate plan to feed me, my husband, my 2-year-old, and my mother, who was taking care of us all, for the next few months. Women all over Washington, D.C. were bringing us food every day.
Last week, our friend Christine activated the sunshine committee for another friend whose baby has been very sick and whose husband had surgery on top of it all. My turn to make dinner (And I’ll grab another friend to cook with me) is next week. I have a rotation of chicken pot pie, lasagna, chicken caccitore, chicken pot pie, lasagna, chicken caccitore that I tend to bring friends in need. But this time I’d like to try something new, so let me know if you have any ideas. And if you have a friend in need of a little help, bring her some dinner.