Feeding Yourself
Somewhere along the line I learned something about myself. I like to cook. I like seeing (and eating) the fruits of my labor. I like going through the pantry in search of secret, unusual ingredients. I even like the prep work whether that is methodically chopping up onions or weighing coffee beans. Rarely is an activity both transcendently artistic yet completely banal and vital to everyday life. When it comes to making food there’s always something new to learn.
When you cook you are making something greater than the sum of its parts. Yes, that was tomatoes, garlic, and cilantro but now it is salsa and salsa is different. Salsa might mean a party. It also might mean it’s Tuesday. That’s part of the magic and mystery of cooking.
One of the best parts about being a cook is that you decide what you are making. You choose the ingredients and how to put it all together. Behind cooking stands this basic truth: we are what we eat. Sure, this truth is physical, food affects our health outcomes, but what about other areas of life? Charles Spurgeon once said:
“Where does the secret strength of faith come from? It comes from the food it feeds on.“
Are the things I am “cooking” and consuming healthy for my mind, body and spirit?
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