I finally can post this because it's Day 7 of our fast! )
Call me a masochist but one of the "funnest" activities I enjoy during a fast is to look at food blogs or colorful, picture-filled recipe books.
This week, my nightly ritual has been to log on to YouTube's Japanese Iron Chef's reruns. I absolutlely looove them...the overacting, flashy dressed host who looks like he overdosed on sake, the abundance of fresh ingredients, the lights, the set, the whole drama of it all.
Watching those costumed chefs work up a storm in the kitchen, wrestling with live monstrous lobsters, roasting duck , steaming translucent-skinned dumplings, stirring pots of fragrant risotto like there was no tomorrow, make my stomach growl in noisy appreciation. The episode where they were making sushi almost made me wrap the white laptop last night in nori and dip it in soy sauce and wasabi.
I drool-fully anticipate the part where the panel of judges get the enviable task of sampling the works of the 2 contending master chefs. And because there's often an actor or actress in their midst, one spoonful of creamy bird's nest soup to their lips results in a paean of melodic praise complete with ecstatic facial expressions. Ooo I lovetttt!!!! It almost feels like I'm eating the dish myself.
My Blog Pitt Hubby thinks I'm crazy to watch these during a fast
and often moves to the other room when he hears Iron Chef is on again.
The sound of all those "oohs" and "aahs" and food descriptions are too much for him to bear.
But I guess, fasting does weird things to people.
To think it even made Joey a dog lover!
(Rather a Pugsy lover). So if he can have fun with a virtual dog,
I enjoy my virtual food (and its virtual pounds).
I love how fasting heightens your senses
and increases your happiness level for even the smallest thing .
You become more grateful and appreciative about things
you normally take for granted.
Even the sound of that wavy -haired host
dramatically crunching a ra
w yellow bell pepper in every opening segment, sounded like music to my ears. It made me want to munch a bell pepper too.
(Something I'd rather live without.)
I pray that I may be just as appreciative and observant as those judges were. That when God hands me His recipe for this year, I can openly be grateful for the work He's doing and savor it to the max.
Even when life gives me an unexpected meal
with ingredients I don't want...like bell peppers.
I love how fasting heightens your senses
