"I was taught from childhood of the sanctity of food. Not a piece of bread could be thrown away without kissing it and raising it to one's eyes as with all things holy"
My mother taught me this too -I still do it- and I appreciate very much this teaching.
...Even during my darkest days, I kiss my bread before thrown it away. And this simple gesture (full of an amazing innocence and an almost lost wisdom) keep me connected to the sacred importance of things around me.
I wish you a beautiful Sunday my dear friends. X. xxxx