Sister Kook's husband was admitted into the Emergency Room for a pain in his chest. The phone rang on a Sunday night, and Elder Joe asked if I could make a meal for "dear Sister Kook", "you know she has been a pillar for our congregation?" I thought to myself "really, she seemed like a foul old bitch, angry at any noise a child or infant would make. She never invited anyone in her car group in Field Service, nor did she call any of the other friends who suffered losses through death, divorce or depression. Sister Kook, was part of the crowd in our congregation that received the "brother love" reserved for the "players" or important people.
I told brother Joe, "hey no problem, I can make what ever you want!" Brother Joe provided me with a list of their dietary requirements and I made Sister Kook dinner. This went on with other members of the Congregation, cheefully they cooked meals or bought KFC to bring to this spiritually shallow family. Think of how happy the Congregation was when they found out, Sister Kook had thrown every meal into the trash. She did not trust anyone's cooking but her only son. Sister Kook wanted brothers and sisters to cook for her, "it was the thought that counted" yet every meal for three weeks time, ended up in the trash can. The Kooks thanked everyone for their hard work, and now the secret has finally come out, all you sisters who cooked for this old hag, I am sorry I found out two weeks into this Ponzi cooking scam.
Watch out for who you cook for, and don't cast your food before swine!