When I was a lad, it was quite common for a neighbor to unexpectedly drop by and ask my Mom to borrow a cup of sugar or flour or powdered milk. To BORROW. Not purchase. Such staples were never "monetized". Not in our home, anyway. And though that term existed back then, it didn't apply to food. Not in our home.
Nor were any suspicious questions ever asked of the borrower. And neither was a barter agreement — drawn up by a lawyer — produced to be signed. A neighbor readily supplied the needed item to a neighbor. An individual gesture, which was promptly forgotten. However, the warmth was recorded. And whad'ya know, these acts of lending and borrowing were often accompanied by many minutes of unscheduled visiting. Social interacting.
Today, all the world's atwitter over Twitter. And we "like" each other on Facebook. Nothing evil or pernicious about these new social media, per se. I've used Facebook a few times to catch up with high school classmates. Electrons can reach across vast distances at light speed. A cup of sugar cannot match such a feat of physics. But sugar, flour, eggs, and milk can give chemistry a whirl, and create a sociable emissary dispatched to someone just a slow walk down the block or a leisurely drive across town. A go-between. A medium with the power to facilitate a trip to bountiful goodwill.
Warm, freshly baked chocolate chip cookies may eventually find their way to the hips. But they reach the heart first.