Food

It happens to me all the time.

I go inside a restaurant, order food, and wait. Most of the time, out of quite a long list, what arrives first is the rice - which makes sense as it's the easiest to prepare whether it be yang chow or simply fried.

And within that time of waiting for the rest to arrive, I often wonder, why bother wait?

I don't think my stomach will be able to distinguish the difference from finishing a cup of garlic rice first then the adobo to having a plate that's freshly cooked and mixed by your own hand with that certain oil and a stick (or two) of chicken inasal from Nena's.

Then I realized, we wait because there's more to eating than merely nutrition - than simply breaking things down to proteins, carbos and calories, although I must admit that those are important too.

God gives bread for us to enjoy. So smell it, savor it. If it isn't so, then there won't be any bagels or pitas or pizzas or my personal favorite, hopias. Besides, what's the use of having the ability to differentiate what's sweet, sour, bitter and salty when all we could get from the hours and hours of grueling food preparation, we can acquire from a couple of pills?

Our meals should remind us to bow our heads not just for the feast on our tables but by simply being grateful that while God could've made eating something boring like sneezing - that in just a snap, you're full - He chose not to.

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