The poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.
It seems completely ridiculous to be in such a state about food. We are about to embark on the journey of Lent. I quite enjoy and look forward to the journey but I absolutely hate the tension with regards to food. If it were up to me I would eat peanut butter sandwiches on frozen bread along with a steaming mug of coffee. I love peanut butter on cold bread that is slightly thawing and then I dunk it in my coffee. But, apparently I am unique in that aspect. First of all, my children are too young to drink coffee. And my husband just walks away from me when I suggest a peanut butter sandwich for dinner.
Sure we eat salad and lentil soup but is always with a grumpy attitude. Did they not read the part about put on a happy face when you fast.
So many people in our world are starving - or barely get enough and in our land of plenty we are complaining about the choices.
Lent is a time to reflect and focus... maybe this is part of it - truly see how pathetic we are and realize we can move beyond our little selves and strive to do better.