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What's for Breakfast?

A dear friend of mine, Kelly, asked a great status update on Facebook this morning..."Describe your favorite breakfast" which is far better than her "Do you pee in the shower one?" from yesterday!

Here's the answer that I gave her on fb

Get in the car, drive to momandpop restaurant, be seated with a large party, flip over coffee cup add coffee and little plastic half and half packages. Look at the menu ask everyone what they are getting. Order something with eggs potatoes and toast. Sit back and enjoy the family and friends. Laugh tell funny stories about one another, hear each others news. Help the waitress figure out who got what, eat some of what looks better than my own order. Decide on another cup of coffee. Laugh some more. Pay for everyone's meal give hugs and kisses get back into car and head home


I think that meals can often be about more than the food.  Yes, food plays a HUGE part of the meal, but it does not have to be the shining star.  Often times we can go through an entire day and not talk to anyone over three foot tall.  I think that meal times with fellow adults should be cherished and it is a great learning time for little ones to pick up on the nuance that is socialization.  Because the one place that we are most social is around food.  It's rarely if ever a singular event.  Unless you're a hermit that lives on a desert island, you had help cultivating and preparing the food that you eat each day.  My challenge for you is to think about meal times not just as chow experience but a love one as well, where we interact and grow in our love for one another and connect with those around us and give thanks for all the labor and effort that went into creating the meal that is before you.

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