Love goes through the stomach Print

We know how easy it is to be tempted to eat good food. How happy we are to be entertained and how happy we are to host those we care about. How we sacrifice an hour of sleep for them in the morning to prepare them for a better start to the day. How we give up what we love without remorse so that we can enjoy our pleasures together. The question is whether the common ritual of sitting at a table, the desire for good taste and the hope that it will taste, is worth it. Is it worth the routine that is inevitably approaching? Pulling purchases, onion broth, washing dishes. Is it worth the empty plate and empty feeling that ends it all? Probably yes, when you suspect that maybe both plates will be full again soon. Otherwise and with someone else…