Our friends and business partners prepared a wonderful meal for us as a gift for Robert’s birthday. It was a carefully planned and beautifully executed meal that was served to us in our own home – an experience that we have not had before. It was absolutely lovely. They themselves cook and serve people food all day long, and going to this kind of effort on their night off was a real sacrifice. Sitting together, laughing and sharing with family, and indulging in their inventive food was priceless.
The act of sharing a meal has so much more to do than just eating the food off of a plate . Awesome food can be utterly ruined by who you are sharing it with. I’ve witnessed people seeminlgy endure a seven course meal with delicious food because they obviously did not enjoy the company at the table. I’ve sometimes wondered what possibly could have happened prior to showing up for dinner (a fight? a betrayal?) that would result in three hours of silence – or do some people really live like this? Or trying to text at the table undectected (I once mistook someone’s texting in their lap with praying) – don’t even get me started…
Because eating is not just about consuming calories for energy, one word about picky eaters. For those who devote their lives to preparing delicious food, this is a sensitive topic. One may say, “It’s not personal, I just don’t like ______ (seafood, mushrooms, spicy food, you name it). To us, a rejection of the food that is made in love – often rejected before even trying it – is a rejection of the hands that prepared it.
Because food is people.
How is food people to you?