It came to me one afternoon at the kitchen table with my parents.
-Smoked meat
-The harvest
-Savouring food as one savours the spring
-Why I dont appreciate my food. I insulate myself from the toil it take to prepare it. Afterall that is wyy I bought it fast.
So why buy food you like to not even savour it to its fullest?
I shave it down my mouth, so I can only taste its sweetness, not its richness. That I might come to realize how good it tastes without reflecting on why. Just good and more good, while it's still hot, before it melts, before it gets hard..
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