Ding Dong.

I was introduced to one of my neighbors tonight. I was cooking dinner (and I won't lie singing quite loud to some music I will leave nameless in this post) when I heard the doorbell - which I really didn't even know that I had! Thinking my sing along may have gotten out of control, I quickly shut off my music and slowly cracked open the door. There was a man who introduced himself and let me know he was going out of town for a month for work and had a bunch of vegetables, juice and a few other groceries that he really didn't want to see go bad so would I want them?? Taken a back by a few reasons - the first being he mentioned nothing about my vocal escapade or my super stylish Victoria Secret pj pants and I am 99% sure that no one at home would go to a neighbors door and offer up perfectly good groceries because they were leaving on business. I graciously took a few things thinking it would save me a trip to Monoprix tomorrow and thanked him. After  a few minutes of small talk he excused himself to go pack and we both went on our way. At first I didn't think much of it but now that it has sunk in I really wonder if that would ever happen back in the States......