We can also bring this thread back to guns quickly:
On a trip to Tulsa to shoot in the Pro-Am, I shot sweet guns belonging to Rastus and he treated me to pizza; I had burgers with Phil Strader; in Mesa I had sub sandwiches with Rob Leatham, and I met Nils Jonasson, along with his dad and brother Peter, when he was but an unclassified early teenager (on our second meeting, a chance encounter at Airguns of Arizona we moved to a local burger shop where I nearly went broke treating those boys. And, scotch, really good scotch, with Angus Hobdell; I've enjoyed a steak dinner with Larry and Brenda Poterfield; and there were sandwiches with Julie Golob, when she was a very young mother and I could scare her with parental experience, and drooling on my lunch with Jessie Harrison (pre-Duff and during her Abbate years).
Local SASS matches end with a trip to the local bar for burgers and sandwiches as a group; bullseye has a group that comes straight from work, and fast food in the ready room; trap and sporting clays usually have a grill fired up and smoking all evening; and long range is known for range picnics.
Food is the emulsifier in our society that brings us all to the same level. Put a group of people of similar likes together in a room, and leave them to talk, or put them in a room and serve lunch. Food breaks down the barriers and makes us all comfortable.