A resident in town has a Township group Facebook page where people can ask questions and discuss whats going on in our town. This was posted yesterday.
"Any one available that cooks and available in supplying a hot dinner meal daily to a senior in Pennsville for $100/mo? Please PM me for his name and number if interested. No food allergies lactose intolerant low to no salt allowed. Likes southern food best can’t chew tough foods due to old dentures."
I did not need to respond because someone got there before me.
"$3 per meal to make and deliver. If you find anyone, i cant imagine he's going to like the food he gets"
Yes Meals on wheels was suggested but he won't eat them. One person responded either would their LO because he thought it was a handout. Until he got an envelope at the end of the month asking for him to donate towards his meal then he didn't consider it a handout and ate them.
The Poster did find a neighbor willing to do it. The cost of the food will be more than $3.00 a day. I just bought 2-10/11 oz chicken breasts and I think it was $10. Then count in the cost of the sides.
Tin of home brand BBs + wholemeal pitta bread was a staple meal when in London for about 25p a serve. Add half a tin of cooked apple (100 % apple) or yoghurt for dessert about 50p more - less for dinted tins or close to use by dates yog. Add copious cups of tea - still under a pound.
In today's world, you don't gain if you don't try. (Think Kickstarter, GoFundMe, etc.)
He didn't like Meals on Wheels, so he is trying a different tactic. He might even be willing recipient to "first time" recipes, so that could be a huge benefit to both parties.
Makes sense to me.
P.S. Doesn't volunteering mean doing work for free, instead of paying someone to do the work? His post is similar except he subsidizes the meal....
Today I'll add that MJ's comment,
"Once upon a time, neighbors helped neighbors, but now it's all about "what's in it for me?" is something I run into endlessly these days & and it applies to more than just neighbors! It is indeed sad, and for those in need, whether for food or any other type of help, at any age, it's a different world now than the one I recall.
Now that I got that out of the way (since we can't reply to posts in discussions), I'll share what I just ran across this past hour.
Sorting thru a pile of mail I set aside last week, I found a glossy-colored mailer not in an envelope. Printed across the front is:
Blue Apron. Starting at $3.24 per serving.
Backside says: Enjoy nutritionist approved recipes delivered to your door. Get $110 OFF across your first 5 orders.
In smaller print at the bottom: Redeem your offer at Blueapron.com/WellnessDM23."
My laptop has entirely too many windows open at once right now, so I didn't look up the website. AC was open & onscreen however, so I figured I'd post this in the event it can help the person you mentioned JoAnn. Or anyone else.
Many times I have cut recipes in half. It’s too much food for just my husband and myself.
We will eat leftovers sometimes but I don’t want the same thing over and over again.
It is a shame that food banks do not accept perishable foods. They can’t due to legal reasons. It’s about what Pecan was referring to, food safety is a concern.
You bring up an excellent point about sharing. There is so much waste regarding food. Restaurants, home cooks, grocery stores, etc.
It makes me sad to see how much food is being wasted when there are people who are hungry that would deeply appreciate it.
I had a friend who was diabetic and had no food or money. She would not go to the food closet because of the sugar. She expected another friend to purchase her food she could eat with the friends money.
I wouldn't be too judgemental about this. Once upon a time, neighbors helped neighbors, but now it's all about "what's in it for me?"
How very sad.
Thats an insultingly ridiculous ad to post, imo. Imagine when the senior starts GRIPING about his $3 delivered dinners, too? Aye yi yi.
One of my Dad's caregivers loved to cook, so she would make enough to bring over to my Dad when it was her turn to caregive. Her sisters loved to bake cookies and treats, they would save some for Mr. Bob [my Dad].