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Why I Am Not In The Business Of Cooking And Eating

I am a non-cook and I’m not going to be a cook. That said, sometimes it helps to be reminded that there is a lot more to life than food.

My dad, who is the chef/owner of a couple of restaurants, recently told me that “food is like breathing. If you are not breathing, it sucks the life out of your food.” I like the “sucking the life out of my food” part. But he went on to say “I make people feel good at home and that’s what I’m here to do.” So there you have it: Food is life . But that might be a little far fetched to your average American. It might be even more far fetched to me. I will say this: I have always considered my food to be a gift from my God.

To some people though, I find that to be a strange way of thinking. Maybe it’s the fact that the vast majority of them are poor, have not had a great start in life or they are from a culture where money, status and the power to dictate how you feel are so vital to one’s well being. I have no issue with what these people eat, but how they feel they deserve the best and how they need to work hard for it and how it is a curse for those who do not have those things. It may seem like the “cheaper” food is better to them if they do not feel as good about their food as they would with something costing over twenty.00. It may seem like the “cheap” food is good enough for them without sacrificing quality, so when their stomach gurgles, it’s only because they are going to be sick anyway or because they are saving a few bucks at the store or because they need some nutrients they did not know they were missing. The truth is that if your food is bad you are going to be unhealthily skinny and sick.

If I had a dollar for every time someone, a parent, a friend, a family member or even a stranger had told me “You should eat that instead of that because you feel better” I could live comfortably. I can’t. ┬áBut I know what it is like to feel that way, and for most people that food alone is a problem. In the end, food is a blessing and a curse to many. ┬áThis is why I don’t like to go to restaurants. I don’t like to pay a hefty entrance fee just to get to eat. I don’t like to think of how little food I get each day and all the stress and pressure I am feeling as I am eating. I don’t like worrying that I will be hungry and I have to make money and work for it at the same time. I don’t like thinking about how this “food” and the money it costs will affect my husband’s life. I don’t like worrying about how much it will make him happy and my food-eating lifestyle will mean that I am not supporting his dream (which will ultimately be to have a successful career and to not be stuck at a dead end job and home working because we both just can’t afford to be there). I don’t like paying for the privilege of eating this way. And then there are the times when I do go to food at a restaurant that is cheap or even free, and have a great meal. I remember one particular holiday where we went to this Chinese restaurant at the Waldorf Astoria, one of those fancy restaurants you find in the hotels/spa-restaurants during big events. We had to arrive at 7:00 am so we had time to get breakfast and lunch. We walked to the restaurant, ordered our food and sat down. It was a beautiful day with a clear, cool breeze blowing through the restaurant grounds and the dining hall was bustling.

The food was wonderful.