shauna niequist is one of those people you would love to be like.
one of those people who makes you feel at home the first time you meet her.
and after one afternoon spent with her, all you want to do is spend more time in her presence and then when you get home, wear navy stripes with camouflage green cargo pants and sparkly gold toms. (i don’t know many people who can pull that one off.)

the first time i met shauna, who is an old friend of my husband’s, we were visiting chicago and went to her church (where her dad is the pastor and her husband is the music pastor) on sunday morning. after the service, she gave us a tour, which included her father’s office (which feels like walking into a gorgeous, wood-paneled boat – he is a sailing enthusiast) and then going downstairs to pick up her oldest son, henry, from sunday school. after rounding everyone up, we headed back to their house for lunch.
this threw me off a little.
whenever we are traveling and meet up with friends, we often go out to eat. well, we always go out to eat. but to have someone prepare us a meal – most likely the night before or early in the morning before church – was such a refreshing surprise. one of my greatest passions is feeding people, making them feel at rest, bellies full and comfortable in my home. i resonated with the way we were being cared for by these friends. i took mental notes all afternoon, wanting to remember how she and her family made me feel. i would soon learn how similar our hearts were when it came to entertaining.

in shauna’s new book, bread & wine: a love letter to life around the table, with recipes, she shares this passion; her altruistic appetite for loving people as they gather around her table. after she bought her first house, this is how she describes her heart:

 “i wanted a full table, glasses clinking, laughter bubbling up over the music. i wanted cars parked all the way down the street, and people who came in without knocking, so familiar with our home that they mixed their own drinks and knew where to put the dishes after drying them.”

this resonated with me because this is my heart as well. those i love and care for gathered around my table, enjoying good food and, as my grammy would say,”scintillating conversation”.

another thing that resonated with me was that she, too, was the weird kid growing up.
we both had moms who were not afraid to make us look strange by sending us to school with lunches that consisted of carrot sticks, pita chips, and sandwiches made with whole grain bread and organic, cage-free chicken. i longed for doritos and sour patch kids and a capri sun in my lunch bag. and OH, to have a lunchable packed in there, or easy cheese with lovely, white, processed club crackers!