Early on in my time living at Ananda, inspired by a feeling of love and friendship, I made Swami a decidedly health-food-type pie. Soon afterward he wrote me a note thanking me, not for the pie, but for my friendship. Later on, when I saw him, I asked how hed actually liked the pie. It was all right, he rather noncommittally answered. Then we laughed, our eyes meeting in friendship, and both of us understanding what he really thought of the pie. (His tastes tend to lean more to the gourmet.) I was touched that he had tuned in to the real reason behind the gift.