Calamity Jane has asked me to share my thoughts on how I love to eat. Because I really do!
My family loved to eat. In the summer we had piles of food at dinner (farm talk for what we eat at noon), and delicious suppers at night to keep us fueled for the hard work we had to do. We ate our beef through the winter along side our winter squash.
My dad would sit at the table and I would sit with him. We would talk. Eating was a joint experience that our family partook in - it was a communal and bonding experience.
One day, I became and engineer and began working for a German company, remotely located in Seattle. I loved going to Munich and driving really fast on the Autobahn; but even more, I loved the eating attitude of my European friends.
I can remember the first time we entertained some clients in Seattle.
We sat down to eat at the Metropolitan Grill, hosting a variety of aerospace bigwigs, and my German boss began to talk. Sooner or later we had a small plate of something delicious come buy. I just had a bite. Yum. We talked more and enjoyed the evening. Then we had a small salad or soup. Then we talked more. We all ordered something, I had a delicious Fillet Mignon, which we ate at our leisure. By the time we went home 4 hours had transpired and we all had smiles on our faces.
I liked the food and we all enjoyed ourselves. Food must not be the enemy.
D&C 89:10,11 And again, verily I say unto you, all wholesome herbs God hath ordained for the constitution, nature, and use of man - Every herb in the season thereof, and every fruit in the season thereof; all these to be used with prudence and thanksgiving.
I think if you can stop, laugh, talk and enjoy the food with all the yummy herbs and spices that the Lord has given us and give Him thanks - He will be glad and so will we.