I was at a lunch potluck today with some fabulous women I work with. A number of them are superb cooks and I always enjoy the food that they share with me.
I explained why I was turning down their offers of samosas, pancit, chicken empanadas, banana bread, tiramisu, sticky rice…you get the idea. It took a whack of self discipline!
It was difficult to take my eyes off of the things that I really wanted to eat. Everyone else at the table was enjoying a great looking feast that I couldn’t partake in. I tried to imagine what it might be like to be to be sitting outside a restaurant window, seeing the patrons’ meals on the table, knowing it was unlikely that you would have a meal like that anytime soon. I really wanted to eat.