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Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Hot Meal
Something warm in your tummy. I think there is something to the feeling of enjoyment of a hot meal. I mean when you think about it for 100,000’s of thousands of years our frail little bi-pedal species has been eking out a living eating plants and grubs or running from predators and trying to survive. Hot meals were hard to come by. You had to build a fire, be in a safe place to do so and have an abundance of resources and time to actually cook something. Most of that is still true today. Maybe something reaches across time every time I have that hot meal and lets me know everything is ok. I am in a safe place.
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