Paying 14 dollars for fish and chips seemed like a bad idea, especially after receiving a head wound from the hills of Chatanooga. I figured eating it couldn’t possibly be worth it.
Then I looked at it. Because I was spending so much on fish (I usually eat a Sam’s Club can of Salmon a day, and that’s the most luxurious meal in my life), I decided I’d pay attention to it.
It was one of the best meals I’ve had in a long time. I tasted every breaded flake of it, and it was truly delicious. Lemon adds a lot. It’s something to experiment with.
French fries are so commonplace in a standard meal they’ve become synonymous with our American culture (in Germany
I don’t ordinarily like slaw, but it becomes a good, spicy second fiddle to the fish. Maybe even the things we don’t normally like become interesting when we really taste them. The white side sauce, however, stayed on the side, the look of it was interesting enough for me.
Maybe this meal doesn’t sound delicious to you, but everything in our lives, good or bad, may contain meaning. When the soundtrack of everything around us fades away and we mindfully experience the plate in front of us, this experience can become epic.
If a person doesn’t pay attention to the things they put in their body, what do they pay attention to? I don’t always focus on what I eat, but I do think I’d be happier if I did.
What is a meal you remember? What did it include? Why do you think you remember it? Post your experience in the comments!
Agree or disagree? Think I’m crazy for giving special attention to French Fries? Post it in the comments as well!
P.S. The meal came from the Big River Grille & Brewing Works in Chatanooga. Thank you Big River
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