The best condiments are tranquility and gratitude.
I wanted to call this a bon mot, but I can’t see how I haven’t seen this expressed somewhere in many forms. Because it is true.
Pausing to give thanks, pausing to calm down and focus on the task of eating, digesting, and putting the nutrients to good use? Solid, and largely forgotten wisdom.
I eat like a wolf, too often. Food, of course, has always been one form of self medication for me. As I calm, though, I am seeing better ways of interacting with it. Thanking it, and God, and fate and chance, all more or less literally, seems like a great idea to me.