I was baking cookies today and thinking about dinner.
I had an idea of what was for dinner but then the doorbell rang.
Tom answered the door and happily accepted a delivery from Omar, the young man who lives across the hall from us. "Oh, you made my day!" exclaimed Tom. The neighbor had prepared a lovely plate of koshary for us, complete with a tasty garlic sauce. Koshary is Tom's favorite Egyptian meal.
You just never know what's for dinner. There is no warning, no phone call letting us know that a meal is being prepared for us. It just appears. We eat it and enjoy it.
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