This stingy life

Each year my workplace organizes a World’s Biggest Morning Tea in support of Breast Cancer Research. Traditionally each department has donated a hamper filled with all manner of things that everybody wants to bid on. eg, one year my dept donated a 3 course dinner for 6, complete with matching wines, table service, flowers and a professional opera duo to serenade diners. Another year we organized a range of Victorian wines. There have also been fabulous pamper packs away, with people donating use of their beach houses and throwing in day spa sessions, dvds, etc. You get the drift. These are prizes worth bidding for. We raise a large sum on money and it’s a truly enjoyable occasion, full of good will. This year the organizers decided that it would be easier for people just to donate items that can then be sorted into appropriate hampers.

People seem to have taken this as an inducement to get rid of their unwanted gifts/crap. Raid your cupboard for unwanted items. There was even one of those DJ’s free Mothers’ Day gift packs. It totally befuddled me. They are expecting their colleagues to bid on these “pamper” packs in order to raise money for a very worthwhile cause. Where’s the incentive?!!! How stingy. How mean-spirited.

In response to this my dept has decided to make up its own hamper. We’re all keen cooks/foodies and with that in mind, have put together an Italian cooking hamper complete with a copy of the Food Safari Italian Feast, porcini flavoured oilive oil, aborio rice, beautiful handmade pasta, wood roasted capsicums, a bottle of vino cotto, bortaga, a bottle of Little General olive oil, a nice bottle of prosecco and a chunk of Reggiano. I suspect we’re going to try and outbid each other for this.

There’s something very nice about working with people who love and appreciate food. They’re generous.

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About taniajl

My life revolves around food and wine - what else is there? I think about food all the time, mainly what I would like to eat/cook at the end of the day. My greatest joy is coming home at the end of the day, pouring a glass of wine and starting to cook. When I go away on holidays and have to eat out 3 times a day, I get a bit stir crazy. Thinking about food, shopping for food and preparing food is as important as eating food. And without the former, life is just not the same. Oh, I also love talking about food. View all posts by taniajl

One response to “This stingy life

  • Michael

    Generous they are, indeed. Comes from the impulse to share whatever wonderful explosion of flavour is taking place in the mouth – can’t describe it, have to share it!

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