Ignisecond, n. : The overlapping moment of time when the hand is locking the car door even as the brain is saying, "my keys are in there!"
Fine dining is an occasional treat for most people.
Chefs have a new opportunity - and perhaps even an obligation - to inform the public about what is good to eat, and why.
People will travel anywhere for good food - it's crazy.
That's how people make sense of a meeting: they eat something. If they were in a sad moment it would be the same thing, they'd be eating something. It's what makes life fun. We don't need it to be delicious or great or all these things if we're just to survive. But it's one of those things that makes life fun, livable. And the more I submerge myself in it, the more fun I seem to have.
Take a trip to the forest and experience the greatness of getting on your knees and picking your own food and going home. . . and eating it.
Cooking, I mean, food, cooking foods is just everything that I do from morning to night. It's how I choose to live my life: through cooking, people that are in food culture. And I love it.
It's also a lot easier to convince people to read an entertaining story than any other type of book!
I shall act as I think my duty requires.
Self-compassion is key because when we're able to be gentle with ourselves in the midst of shame, we're more likely to reach out, connect, and experience empathy.
Most of the trades, professions, and ways of living among mankind, take their original either from the love of the pleasure, or the fear of want. The former, when it becomes too violent, degenerates into luxury, and the latter into avarice.