horrible life,
It is food, for gods sake. I can throw a TV dinner in the microwave, go to McDonalds, and get a $1.00 double cheeseburger, or to the Taco place, and get a .99cent buritto.
Yeah, but to me none of that seems like food. Mystery meat, preservatives, artificial colors and flavors to cover up the lack of intrinsic flavors in the ingredients – oh, and plenty of sugar and salt for the same purpose....It's stomach filler. When I eat like that for too long, I have less energy and I tend to overeat – waiting for the flavor to improve. Even the prefab freezer foods from Trader Joe's are beginning to pall, except for the pot stickers.
Mind you, KFC is a guilty pleasure
megaflower,
There is too much emphasis put on food. This is esp true in the witness org. There is always an occasion for food, can you make something for the visiting speaker(bookstudy hospilitality), ffed the c.o., feed the d.o., feed the pioneers for pioneer school, food when there is hall maintaince. It is no wonder the majority of JW are fat.
Ah, the free rider problem Yes, I see your point.
We spend our free time playing, not in the kitchen slaving away.
But, see, here is where we're on different wavelengths. Most of the time I'm in the kitchen, I am playing. (I just spent five or ten minutes peeling some cooked beets. If you kind of pinch the beets, the skin comes right off in your hands. Yeah, my fingertips are pink (that's kind of fun) and my fingernails look like I just fought off a zombie, but those beets are shining like satin where I took the skins off... Later I'll get to enjoy that earthy, mysterious flavor that I can't resist.)
IP_SEC,
I hate the clean up... got to do that too.
Well, see, there's the problem. In my house, the cook and the dishwasher are never the same person. It's a rule.
beksbks,
Creative outlet. To imagine the melding of flavors, and the presentation and then see it come to fruition. It's art, pure and simple.
Yeah... this morning, I made some buckwheat aebleskivers. To wit: I combined three or four powdery substances with two raw eggs and two kinds of liquid. I applied heat to this mixture in a special pan and did some manipulation while the mixture was cooking. Voila! "Bread-eggs"! I love the whole transmogrification thing.

Anyway, I'll shut up for a while. I'd like to understand this phenomenon better. We've just scratched the surface, I can tell, and I don't want this to turn into a dialogue of the deaf.
gentlyferal