With that description I just imagine a pregnant lady waddling home, beaming, with a plate piled high with food. Like a little toddler who just got their chocolate.
Pretty much my mindset when I cook and offer it to people, a thank you and a smile is all I really want, it's not going to cost you anything, but I got over paid as it is.
Yyeeessss!!! I have been cooking for others since I was 13.....even as I got older, whether I cooked professionally or at home....I appreciated how much everyone enjoyed it.....that was the best.....
This story is the reason why whenever my pregnant best friend comes over I offer anything she craves, just the thought of making her and baby happy makes me happy ☺️
The fetus in the womb can actually flood the mother's system with chemicals, making her crave specific foods that have nutrients the fetus needs, like a biological remote control. So you were making the baby happy for real :D
Same. My sons god mom was there my whole pregnancy if I needed anything and when she got pregnant 3 years later all I did was cook anything for her. She would fall asleep on my couch 24/7 because she was so full😂
This is the cutest story. Its the kind of story that most people can relate to. You've either been pregnant or at the whim of pregnancy cravings. Heaven has a special place for you. Its not that we can't resist, its more like the baby is in charge. Manchurian candidate kind of in charge.😂😂😂
One time when my mom was pregnant with my sister she was craving a summer treat in winter when we were at the beach and I walked from beach to the other looking for a place open and we found one after I went back in the car (I walked four beaches)
That's a good way to explain it. Not everyone takes the cravings part seriously and I've been trying to figure out how to explain how bad they are. It's not a casual "oh I could totally go for lemon ice right now" it's more like "if I don't get lemon ice right now I'll either commit murder or off myself and I don't know which and trust me we don't want to find out". I swear to God pregnancy is just temporary psychosis XD
BRO WTF THIS IS SO WHOLESOME!!! I expected this to be a story about the lady being abuse and OP helping her but I was very pleasantly surprised to hear it be an actually wholesome story about a pregnant lady who was craving the food she smelled OP cooking oml someone bless that woman’s heart!!
Right? like I have neighbors I've maybe waved at and if one showed up on my doorstep saying 'oh my God what you are cooking smells amazing could I possibly have a little?' dude you're taking home half of whatever I'm making in all likelyhood
My dad likes to smoke meats outside, and whenever he starts setting up in the morning, the neighbors wander over with whatever they had in the fridge, asking if he could squeeze theirs in too please 🥺 It’s pretty funny, how consistently this happens
For everyone asking how she could smell it, international cooking has a scent that travels not only at the speed of light but also through most walls. Every time my Asian neighbors start cooking up dinner I can smell it, sometimes even from inside my house (if a window is open and a strong breeze blowing the scent my way)
Also pregnant women can have very sharp senses. When my mother was pregnant with me, she was so sensitive to the smell of chocolate that she would gag if my father ate chilled chocolate in a closed room upstairs. It's possible that to the woman from the story, OP's cooking smelled even stronger than to a non-pregnant person.
I'm pregnant right now. I can smell my kids diapers full when he's upstairs with dad. my senses are insane rn. she couldn't forget about that food even if she wanted to lol
@@satinizer8021 That's correct. I believe the heightened smell helps pregnant women smell of some things undercook or bad a lot more easier. Cause that's dangerous for pregnant woman
I love people like this. I had a grandma who used to love to feed everybody. For some reason, one of her greatest joys was making sure everybody could eat relatives, friends, neighbors didn’t matter all were welcome! I miss my Granny!🥲🥹
When my father bakes bread, he brings some to the neighbors. When me and my mother bake cakes, we always make too much to give to our neighbors. When my next door neighbor makes too many pierogi, she brings a bowl of them to us. Each christmas we get a huge tray of various cakes that another neighbor makes. Yet another neighbor sometimes buys very expensive donuts at his workplace (he's rich, they're not expensive to him) and gives them to us. Sharing goods in your community is beautiful. No one ever gets paid money, no one keeps the score if their cake was "repaid" for with something else. There is no need. We're always happy to share, and then we're happy if someone else shares with us. If I ever ran out of food, I know I could go to my neighbors and ask them for some.
I too often share my baked goods with neighbors. It started with one friend who mentioned his wife was making cinnamon rolls and I kinda jokingly went "I want some too! Dang you lucky" and he later came over with some in a Tupperware box, when I had washed the box I filled it with some homemade cookies as a thank you, and I always make loads anyway. Then he made some delightful beignets, I made croissants I think. We kept it going back and forth, when they had their third baby I watched the elder two. And after my wedding they helped me eat some of the ridiculous amounts of leftover food. Especially the vegetarian options as his wife is a vegetarian. He made it a point to put something in almost all the boxes when he gave them back. It was kind of our little joke, he has since moved away to a whole different part of the country, so now we mostly share memes and stories. And I share my overflow with my neighbors and friends. And sometimes they share with me. It's really cool since a lot of my neighbors have different food traditions from me and we can introduce new foods to each other. Food is not just a necessity, it's also very much a good that binds people together
I used to do this with my neighbours, as a Norwegian in the uk with no family, community is important to me and this what you describe is very normal and honestly expected between neighbours in my home, unfortunately this relationship ended when we caught her husband watching us in our home from his garden, we didn't realise our bedroom was visible from their back garden and then they stole my cat I had raised by hand for 9 years in retaliation to me calling the police on the husband when his behaviour escalated to him standing outside the living room window, hands on the glass, breath on the glass watching us. Her excuse every time is "he would never do that he is legally blind he can't see you" we have video proof and he drives. Alone. Without glasses. In the uk if you are registered as legally blind this means you are blind enough that you CAN NOT drive as you CAN NOT see a certain distance etc she said he can not see us sat 2 feet from the window while he is pressed against the glass, this means he can not legally see enough to drive and yet, he does. Turns out they wanted to force us out of our social housing (council) home so they could buy it cheap from the council to make one big home as they would only need to take out the joining wall. They gave up physically harassing us when the council told them they would never sell to them. Now they drill into the wall at 4am and watch us from the street. I miss the community I am accustomed to but sometimes, it does not lead to good neighbours. Sometimes it's just gaslighting
That is what a community looks like, and its sadly something our country has mostly lost and I would say a large contributing factor to a lot of our troubles.
That's exactly how I am with our next door neighbor, we're always sharing food with him and his family, anytime we make anything desert wise we make extra for them and sometimes he'll come over and help us with our yard and things like that. Having a community is a really wholesome part of the human experience
From what OP described the pregnancy neighbor, I can imagine a short pregnant woman with a small plate with OP's food piled on it waddling like a penguin back home with a big smile on her face ❤❤❤❤
This kind of thing I miss from my childhood. When neighbors knew each other by name and sometimes your neighbors would visit with cookies, extra food, and the various holiday cards. I miss close knit neighborhoods.
This reminds me of a neighbor i had as a child. They were Indian and made food that smelled amazing. They always offered some when i came over with their son as we had become fast friends. ❤ They were just happy to see someome enjoy their culture
Was doing a doordash pickup and the order was of some smoked salmon from Ruby Tuesday's and a fruit smoothie from a smoothie shop. When I delivered it a heavily pregnant woman with a 2 or 3 year old son grabbed the order. I was laughing and thinking about what a weird craving that was and how her poor husband must have to put up with the stench of fish.😂
Aw, the comparison with the penguin is so cute! Congrats to this woman for having the courage to ask and thanks to OP for accepting to share their meal! You made someone happy and I think that's why you felt happy yourself.
Cooking for people is always a gift. A simple meal to you make can be a life changing experience for anyone. To quote my old chef “when people eat my food and enjoy it, it taste better than any dish”.
First off how the duck did she know you were cooking, cause she could have had to be outside to smell it which is probably the most sense, but if she was in her house then her smell is impeccable
I’m 29 weeks pregnant as of yesterday. About a month ago I travelled two hours with my cousin to stay the weekend with her and catch up. We went to a restaurant that was like a family friendly bar and mostly served finger foods and pizza and stuff. They had a lot of specialty nachos and dips with chips. The table next to us had two young girls eating some kind of homemade spinach dip and I was basically drooling over it. They overheard my cousin laughing about it and pointing out that pregnancy is weird. One of the girls picked up the basket of pita chips and offered me some, to which I accepted very eagerly. My next door neighbors are actually my husband’s parents. Anytime they make food they always tell me and offer to feed me 😂❤
You are an angel sir!!!! 🙏 Having four kids my self when you smell something that the baby wants it's maddening to not get it. I would walk past taco trucks on my way to work while pregnant and wish I could have gotten one. My kids love tacos even now.
I'm Italian/Irish but I live in America where the food is terrible I cook a lot of different ethnic food and my neighbors are always asking what I'm cooking so I started giving out dinners to some of the older ppl in my building Food is my love language I love feeding ppl good food seeing them eat it and enjoy it knowing their full and happy 😊
It's not toxic for the kid if that is what you are worrying about, but depends if she has had really bad heartburn she might not want it since it usually makes it worse.
my mom had plenty of spicy food and even drank a ton of coffee when she was pregnant with me, the only thing that came out of it was me liking coffee from toddler age, that said i don't like it anymore.
Been there, thrice! 😂😂 My Filipino neighbors were ALWAYS inviting me over. The aunties see a pregnant woman and food is their love language! The imagery of a cute happy little penguin is also accurate!
This story made me grin ear to ear visualizing the interaction 😂 I’ve had somewhat similar situations with my wife when she would ask for something specific (we are a childless couple but have plenty of nieces and nephews)
Food always brings people together ❤. I had very strong cravings when I was pregnant. That must have smelled really good for someone that shy to come over with a plate 😂😂😂. What a compliment!
I make a lot of homemade food, and in my opinion, it’s pretty good. My sister is 5 years older than me and has twins. Well, when my sister, who lives a town away, was pregnant, she sent her husband to my house at least three times a week to collect bread, fish, pasta, steak, cookies, baked potatoes, salad, anything I was making. He’d leave with a large tupperware container of food and she’d call me telling me that I needed to make it again soon. For 9 months, my roommate and I were basically chefs and it was actually hilarious. It made me feel really happy.
I liked that it wasn't anything personal like cheating or kissing, it was just a diner. And IT wasn't a drama like: No, who do You think You are!" It was sweet
Omg when my beautiful greek neighbours found out i was pregnant she presented me with a big plate of greek salad and falafel and i cant remember what else. The herbs made me so sick lol but i never told her and i honestly couldn't be more thankful for her kind gesture ❤
You felt happy because the baby in her belly was happy and you got the opportunity to love them both. I love wholesome neighbor stories. I also have excellent neighbors.
Haha like a wobbly penguin 😄 That's so cute! I had morning sickness all day every day for eight months 😬 Giving birth was a walk in the park after that extended experience, so I'm thankful for that. Also the smoothie and sandwiches thenhospital gave me afterwards was the best thing I've ever eaten!
Okay this is absolutely adorable. Had it been me, I would had told her she's welcome to come eat anytime. As a loner I wish for these sorta things, it brings so much joy to an otherwise dark mind I have
As a cook, there's no better feeling of pride then when your friends and family genuinely enjoy your food that you spent so much time on even if its simple to you
It's like being kind makes you happy. It's almost like we are social beings and that embracing that makes us feel good, because it's almost like it's our nature or something
Pregnant women have a major increase in sense of smell. I could smell dryer sheets in the box, static on the tv, my neighbors cigarettes. Its was so intense.
This sounds like how men feel when wild animals ask for help. I love the pride he must've felt knowing that his homecooking was delicious and healthy enough tocall strangers
