This is probably why for the second year in a row my new year's resolution is "chew more and eat slower." Change is slow but I've accepted this 412 days after resoluting to eat mindfully.
It goes like this: sometimes I get so excited after the shopping, planning, washing, cutting, preparing, cooking, plating and of course photographing that when I finally do eat, I shovel it in, burn my tongue (I heal quick), and stop talking. A frequent dinner companion and eater of my home cooking laughs when I put my fork down to say to her with complete sincerity, "I need to breathe." Laugh if you like Melissa B. Smith, but I suspect by the pace of your own eating (akin to mine), you too could benefit from taking a few, slow, deep breaths. That goes for most of my eating companions, and dare I say in this world of microwaves and drive thrus, and especially in NYC (fried chicken on the subway?), we could all stand to chew more and eat slower.
One reason I enjoy wheat and gluten free bread is because the texture forces you to chew thoroughly. From the first chew to the last swallow of the same bite, I can experience a range of flavors and textures, from crunchy and toasty to chewy and sticky; from nutty and fragrant to sweet and subtle. Allowing yourself to chew until food is thoroughly masticated is not only healthier, but tastier; it can be an entirely new culinary experience. Please remind me I think this come dinner.
THIS IS Coriander Seed encrusted Mahi Mahi with fresh scallions and cilantro served with a warm, fresh noodle soup in kombu seaweed and ginger broth with dandelion greens, daikon radish, carrots, and shiitake mushrooms. I admit that I burnt my tongue with the first bite.
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