Eat to live or live to eat? Which one is it? Kate believes we should eat to sustain ourselves. Eat the correct combination of nutrients to keep the body going. Enjoyment while eating is not necessary. I on the other hand love food. The art in creating something flavorful and lovely. Food is beautiful. (Kate enjoys the art of creating food as well, she just doesn't want us to think she likes eating it.)
Why can't it be both?
We buy food to sustain the children we live with. Flour, beans, vegetables, and we aim for meat once or twice a week. We take what could be just plain old rice and beans and apply cooking magic to it. Presto! Burritos and spanish rice. Fiesta! I grill the meat, which somehow I don't understand why, transforms plain smelly sheep into something otherworldly and delicious.
One of our goals when we started off with orphan-care was to give the children food that was worthy of eating. Meals that I, Johnny, would want to eat. Food that cost more than a dollar.
Food is the great equalizer. When we sit with our children to eat, we all sit together. One family. Visitors even have to squeeze in with us. We use food to help replace some dignity that was stolen from our girls by a culture that does not value them properly.
Unfortunately too often orphans are made to serve the "family" and have to eat in the kitchen or after all the rest have eaten. Orphaned girls living with an aunt would not expect to share in any meat or special meal. Harsh, but it is a reality for too many.
Thankfully for our girls they are orphans no more. Last time I chowed down on a pork chop while sitting next to Edith (our youngest Kenyan,) who was also enjoying some pork fat. (Albeit I did add jalapenos to mine. Which she bravely tried at one point, and promptly downed a glass of water.)
Live to eat, eat to live with someone who needs love.