Food's sacred. Growing up, we never went without, never mocked or wasted it. Today, It breaks my heart to see how food's wasted when families are going hungry on the planet. How did this happen? Is food not comforting?
A tad bit off prompt, as I sure don't know about how the cake would feel, but I most certainly know about the plate it sat on. All in good fun. Take a read and tell me what you think.
A few decades ago, back when I was living flamboyantly in Chicago, I was introduced to a food extravaganza that could have defrocked any home-grown priest in my small country of Belize. Newly arrived and having never had a real hamburger — and by real, I mean a whopper from The House of the great whopper — I was already sold on the American staple. To my defense, let me tell you that I ate with gusto, actually licked my fingers, again thinking of my upbringing of waste-not.