Breaking Bread Metaphorically

YHC and 2.0s cooked up pork tenderloin, mixed up some pasta salad, and whipped up some perfectly set banana pudding. YHC’s attempts to deliver good tidings, cheer, and some perfectly timed dad jokes were met with some resistance, so the food was dropped and on our way YHC and PAX went. There was no breaking, nor any bread, but you get the picture. IB volunteer hours were also completed.