Something delicious, just to taste it

Sit with that one for a second.

Not because it is healthy or practical or something the family will eat. Just because you are curious how it tastes.

Somewhere along the way, food became logistics. Fuel, planning, feeding other people, getting it on the table, clearing it away.

The last time you ate something slowly, entirely for your own pleasure, with your full attention on the taste of it, may be harder to remember than it should be.

This weekend, that is the adventure. Go find one thing you are curious to taste, and taste it on purpose.

The pastry from the bakery you always mean to try. The fruit at its brief perfect season.

The good cheese, the strong coffee, the thing you saw once and wondered about.

Buy the small version, just one, not a household supply. This is not groceries.

Then eat it slowly, alone if you can, with nothing else demanding your attention. Notice what it actually tastes like, not what you expected, but what is really there.

This is not indulgence you have to earn or apologize for. It is a two-dollar way of remembering that your own senses are worth consulting.

You spend so much of your life feeding everyone else. This weekend, taste something on purpose, and let it be for you.

Pick one small delicious thing you are curious about, and go get it. One pastry, one perfect peach, one cup of the good coffee. Sit down somewhere and eat it slowly, tasting it on purpose, with no one to share it and nothing to rush toward.

Today you have permission to want something simply because it will taste good, with no other reason required.

See you soon.