I just read, and commented on, Cro's post about what he liked for Breakfast. Breakfast is taken literally by me as I never eat after five in the evening until seven the next morning so I feel I really am 'breaking my fast'. (just the odd two finger Kit Kat now and again with a cuppa when I can't sleep).
But as I read it and thought about it, I realised just how lucky we are to be able to toy with the idea of 'what do I fancy for breakfast today?' Bacon and egg, Mushrooms on toast, Beans on toast, Omelette, Cereals, Kippers, the list is pretty endless.
Maybe we have to be retired to get to that stage as with folk going out to work time is usually pretty limited - no time to indulge.
But around the world thousands of folk don't have the privilege of speculating on which delicacy to choose - anything at all is a luxury.
I thought this yesterday when eating out (the wine list had bottles as much as £500+); looking through the menu, deciding which delicacy I fancied today. Admittedly I don't do it very often so I don't feel guilty but it is good to remember that in spite of all our moans and complaints about the way things are with our Government at the moment (not sure they have earned a capital G) and despite the fact that there are food banks everywhere for folk who through no fault of their own have to resort to them to keep their families fed, we are lucky to live in a peaceful, temperate climate and to never have to worry about where the next meal is coming from.
Food for thought wouldn't you agree?
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18 comments:
So true, Pat.
The blessing of peace is also to be appreciated.
Hugs!
I agree.
After this and yesterday's post, I have come to the conclusion that you have the digestive system of a thirty-year-old.
Yes, I often give thanks for the abundance in my life. It is difficult to read about the plight of so many in this world who have so little to eat, and not feel guilt.
Not a day passes without me feeling enormously grateful for all the good I have in my life.
By the way, my weekday breakfast consists nearly always of a bowl of muesli with a sliced banana on top, but on weekends, O.K. and I like to have fresh rolls and croissants from the bakery, and sometimes we have scrambled eggs, or sunny side up, fried bacon and the like. For a while, we had a glass of sparkling wine nearly every Sunday morning with our breakfast, followed by mugs of Earl Grey and glasses of tomato juice. Recently, we have started to cut back on the sparkling wine, but Earl Grey and tomato juice are still firm favourites.
I’m a foodie
Taught to appreciate and to love food from grandparents who seldom had a treat
I have the same thing for breakfast just about every day. I mix regular Cheerios with Honey Nut Cheerios and add a bit of milk. My drink is always ice water or seltzer water. How boring but that is what I do!
Tasker. Not sure whether this is a compliment. I certainly - sadly - haven't got the body of a thirty year old! I think it was probably eating such a large lunch that stopped me getting to sleep - although the mental stimulation plays a part when you live alone. (and OK I sometimes have a 'chat' with my hearth companions but only along the lines of 'time you had a bit of a dust'! ) I love the mental stimulation of chatting about world affairs or gardening, or music or books - not the everyday fare I get.
I am fortunate enough to be able to count my blessings, and do so regularly. I often feel that many of us live in luxury in so far as we have a safe weatherproof home, hot and cold running water, various mod. cons, plenty of food and clothing, and a climate that is not often extreme, in a peaceful country. I know we are a nation of moaners, and there is much that needs to be addressed in the UK, but if we compare our lives to those in poorer countries, war torn, or perhaps run by harsh dictatorships, I know where I would want to live.
I always wonder about the fleeing refugees in the world. What do they eat? How often can they drink? Who feeds them? I am always grateful for where I was born, and back-packing years reinforced it.
On the other side of the world,juicing fresh celery for a health drink was working well for me at breakfast, supposed to be taken on an empty stomach, but a new neighbour has moved in to our closely attached houses, and the noisy juice extractor sets his dogs barking.
Actually, husband wasn't too impressed with such a blast of noise to wake up to either.
I think the theory with fresh celery juice is all well and good if you live alone, out in the country, or are a late riser. I'll continue (the benefits are too good) but when the world wakes up around me. - Pam.
Very fortunate to live in a country at peace and with enough money to eat what I want. I eat two meals a day, one at about 10:00 am usually two eggs on two crumpets, sometimes with bacon and a lighter meal at about 5:00 pm sometimes soup or a tart and a cup of coffee. In the evening I have a cup of ovaltine. Some days I make a small filet steak and a baked potato in the morning instead of the eggs. I can’t stand for a long time so those things are easy for me to do. I guess eventually I will have to order in meals as I don’t have a care taker.
Absolutely, we have much to be grateful for. There are people living in far more difficult circumstances. Those of us cooking and eating anything we choose are privileged.
I have an obsession of hot cereal , toast and coffee for breakfast. Nothing else!
I had Marmite on toast this morning, and didn't enjoy it.
I count my blessings that I've never been homeless, starving or been directly involved in any wars - there can't be that many people in the history of the world who can make such a claim.
Yes = we are all of one mind on this. We might moan about the government but there are many far worse. Thanks for your comment
As always, I am late to the party, but yes. There are plenty of poor souls in this world who would give anything to have our problems.
I was trying to write my feelings on this subject Pat and having difficulty expressing myself. When I read John's "By Stargoose And Hanglands" comment he said it perfectly. Jackie
I start every day of the year with a large bowl of your favourite porridge Pat.
I would of thought that there must be many, many, thousands of people in the world that have never suffered the three things that John mentions.
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